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Friday, June 9, 2017

Comcast/Xfinity vs AT&T -- Which One And Why --

Recently, I decided to leave Comcast/Xfinity.   I have had Comcast as my first cable provider for way too many years.  I didn't want to change.  I didn't want to have to change my email addresses and I was comfortable with the setup I had with Comcast.  But they wouldn't leave well enough alone.  They kept raising my bill and I'd call them to get it back down.... and each time they promised it would be for 12 months at that price.  But a few months later, my bill would have added charges to it and you have to know their way of billing, to figure out what they did to make the bill higher.  They promised and then they were back at it again.  The last time I called and they promised that price for 12 months... just a couple of months into the 12 promised deal, they were at it again!

I got a letter from Comcast, that said they had not been charging me the correct amount and the new charges would be on my next bill.  That was sorta' the straw that broke this customer's back.  If the bill went up one more time, it would be my last month with Comcast.  After all those years, they would give a bargain price to new customers who had not been with Comcast... and not give that same deal to customers who had been with them for years.  When I got the bill, it was $40 more ... it was already too high for the amount of  channels I actually watched... and the principle of their raising it again and again... was over the top.   They broke their promise too many times ... and I was finally finished with them!  The day you finally take the bull by the horns and do something!  I didn't call them ... I just wiped them off my map.

So I got on line to see what was offered out there in cable land.  I chose AT&T.   Though there were others, AT&T offered what I needed ... I did not want paperless billing, nor a contract.   AT&T had laid cable in our subdivision a couple of years ago .. they dug up my yard and made a mess... and since they put the street's box in my yard, I got the worst of that deal.  They dug that 2 block long trench by hand... on a hot summer day.  The cable they laid, is huge.  I kept an eye on them and before they were finished, they cut my sprinkler line.  They had left a notice on our door knob before they started digging, and it had a phone number on it.  I called and they said they'd be out by 8 am to fix the broken sprinkler line, and would I be there.

"Yes, I will be here."  By 10 am they had not arrived yet, so I called them again and they said they'd be here in 15 minutes.  Again, they didn't come.  After one more call and no show, it was near noon.  I called again and informed them they'd either be here in 15 minutes or  I'd call their head quarters.  They were here in 15 minutes.  They had to go to Home Depot to get the parts and I told them to come back as soon as they got the part.  They were and they covered up the hole they had dug again in my yard.

That was 2 years ago... in May of this year, I called them to give them my order for a bundled deal for $89.99 a month.  When the lady answered my call, I thought, "Good, no accent so I could understand her."  (I'm sorry, but the accents are hard for me to hear and get the words they are saying.)  But after she got started, she talked so fast I told her to slow down twice.. I don't hear that fast.  She did, for a sentence, and then she was back at breakneck speed.

I wanted to get my order done right with no problems later.  After the fact, I heard on the radio that AT&T had great deals but to watch them.... make sure it was done right and follow up.... and to do it online.  Here I thought to do it in person (on phone dealing with a person on the other end) would be better... but I was wrong.

I was on the phone for over an hour with this lady.  The last thing she did, was to put me on hold for some reason (didn't get the reason on the other end), and after waiting a long time, I finally hung up, figuring she got it all and maybe she'd call me back if she didn't.

She didn't call me back.

The installer came a few days later.  He asked me where did I want the dish put?  Dish?  I didn't know there would be a dish... that was my first clue there was going to be problems!   I thought they'd connect me to that box they installed 2 years ago.  So where did I want that dish?   I told him I had one on the roof from some years ago... he looked and said it was too small.. he would have to install an AT&T dish ... but did I want it on the roof or in the back yard?   I was thinking on that and talking to the installer, when my phone rang.. It was another installer on  his way to my house.  I told him I already had one here... and he said he had orders to install the phone and internet.  Then I found out the first installer was just for the TV.  The lady did not tell me any of this!

They both installed their part of the deal and left around 6:15.  My back yard had a big round dish for TV signal,  and a new line was run from the house to that box out by the sidewalk that they installed 2 years ago, for phone and internet.  It began to rain when they were leaving.. and after they were gone, I lost signal to the dish, due to the rain.  Nice start!  The lady didn't tell me there would be a dish (I was supposed to know that) and she didn't tell me 2 techs would be coming to install.

The next day I lost signal again for no apparent reason, but there was a notice on the screen to call a number and they would send a signal to get my picture back.  I did and they did.  Okay, so a few minor things... but nothing too big.

I wanted to see a copy of what I ordered on the phone, but she did not send me a copy.  I called and asked the person  who answered, to send me a copy and he said he would.  Later  I got the link to see what I ordered, but when I tried the link, it called for my AT&T account number and password.  I didn't have an account number and no password... until I could get a copy of my record... which I could not see until I had my account number and password!!

So I got online and started using chat to communicate with someone on the other end.. day after day.. hours at a time, working through all the problems and getting my order back to what I had asked for in the first place.  The lady I started with, failed miserably to do a simple order that was advertised.... she managed to get nothing right and I did not appreciate having to spend that much time on her mistakes!

I found out my order was separate instead of bundled.. and the price of my order reflected that mistake... it was not the $89.99 it was supposed to be.  But on top of that, I was supposed to have my old land line phone number but when the installers came, they said the lady did not set it up and I had a new number for my land line.  I didn't fuss about it.. just took the new number.  But every day after that, I was getting calls from debt collectors for the person who had the  number before I did.  I had to start blocking numbers.  When I was trying to get that straightened out, I happened to see my bill online and it was $428.00.  I just about went through the roof!  I had AT&T for a little over a week and instead of $89.99 it was over $400!   No explanation and no warning.  I left Comcast because they kept raising my bill, and now this!  I got on the phone and someone on the other end said the amount was high because I had early terminated my phone.  At that point, I raised my voice for the first time in all this!   I interrupted her and said I did not terminate any phone.. I was talking on it at the time.. it was alive and well.. but they did not hear me.. they were looking at the bill that said I did.  So I interrupted again and said "listen to me.. I DID NOT TERMINATE MY PHONE.. DO YOU HEAR ME AND DO YOU UNDERSTAND!!"  At that point, they did listen.. and they said they'd fix it... to make that story short.. they did fix it.  But the bill was still too high and it was not right yet.  Someone at AT&T had terminated my phone.. even though it was still working and no sign of being terminated.. someone did that and added that amount to my bill!  I still do not know why someone did that.  But if I had not been on the phone and chat dealing with all the problems, I would have received a bill of over $400.. . it was better to find out soon and fix it sooner!

I kept at them and was on the phone just about every day for almost a month.  One time I got the right person and she helped me just about as much as anyone in all my conversations.  She fixed things and got my bill down to a reasonable amount.  It's paid and they have assured me my next bills will be for the advertised amount of $89.99 plus the usual tax.

There were many other items I had to call and work through.. and twice, the tech on the other end, baled on me.. I guess I have a reputation with AT&T.. but it's their own fault and if I had not stayed on it, I would not have ended with what I was supposed to have in the first place.   I told them from day one when I realized they did not get anything right.. that they could come and take out this equipment if they could not fix it.  Each one said "I can help you with that!  I will fix this for you!" and I guess they were trained to say those words,... everyone of them had it down pat.   I do think AT&T is new at the deals they are offering and have not trained their people to do everything right.

During these conversations, Comcast called me and asked why I left them.  I told her because you kept raising my bill after you promised me 12 months at one price, you added to it in just 2 months. I'd call you and get the price back down.. only to have it raised again in a couple of months.  I did not want to leave Comcast, so I kept calling to get the price back down.  And the last one you raised my bill $40 in one month after I had called and you promised to keep it the same for 12 months.  The Comcast lady asked me why hadn't I called them before I left them.  I sighed.. and repeated myself.. I DID call you .. for 3 years.. and it did no good... you just kept raising my bill.  I can't trust Comcast to keep their word and I'm done!  She again said why didn't I call them again this time.. and I said I was through with Comcast.. you all lied to me and I am through.  She started giving me how much she could set me up again... and gave me the figure.  I said it was not good enough and good bye.

Both Comcast and AT&T wanted to know what the other was charging me.. I didn't not give the figure... but was interesting to know for future use...

Okay, I am leaving out more of the problems I had to work out with AT&T.. .  It was every day and long conversations or chats.  But to their credit, they finally got it down to where I think I'll be okay for 2 years with this.   Just in case there is anyone reading this who has AT&T or thinking about using them... it's not without problems.. but every cable company is the pits.. so.. after I finally was fed up enough to leave the one I'd been with for so many years.. and getting over the feeling of not liking anything new.. and still have the use of my comcast email .. for now..  (getting AT&T email to function was not easy either...), maybe this will be okay.. I hope!

So, this is my story of a month of dealing with AT&T ..... I would not do this often.. and would not have done this if I had known the lady taking my order could turn it into no semblance of what I thought I had ordered.  She set out to do what she wanted instead of what I asked for.  But persistence is the clue.. and to have the time to spend a couple of hours a day fussing with AT&T until they get it right!

I sure hope something doesn't come up unexpected in the next month.. Oh, one more thing... they offered me a tablet for 99 cents.  It turned out to be a nice one... but that caused another problem... nothing is free and so what is the catch?!  I still do not know that answer.. I will find out, I'm sure...  All through this month of dealing with AT&T, I was finding out facts and things, AFTER the FACT!  That did not go well with me... and I let them know that.  Tell me what I need to know and stop surprising me with things that I did not know was going to be or happen.. just tell me what I should know and stop the surprises!  I am efficient and I don't like inefficiency.  Some talk is just blowing in the wind... done in case anyone is listening..........

That is my experience with AT&T... dealing with a company that got NOTHING right and staying on it until it was righted.   Any more, there are more of this than not... and more of this than used to be!

Have a good day out there!!!

Sunday, May 28, 2017

                                        Another matching bags set just off the sewing machine!

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Sunday, May 7, 2017

                                        My Original Piano Wall Hanger Quilt - ElizabethCreations
                                                        in Browns and Tans - Light and Darks
                                                      On a Frame and Hung Over the Fire Place

The Original Piano Keys Quilted Wall Hanger, by ElizabethCreations

                                    The Original Quilted Piano Wall Hanger by ElizabethCreations

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Times to Remember

Christmastime .... Times to Remember

I so remember the cold winter nights in Indiana.  School would be out for Christmas and sometimes it would snow so much that we were out of school for a long time.. 2 weeks extra even.  Without electricity, those cold winter nights looked different than when there are street lights and other lights that light up the sky.  It was quiet, cold and good to be home.  It was always good to be home.  That is the one place we should have to gather our strength to meet the next day.

I remember looking out the window and if the moon was shining, it would just light up the dark earth.  If there was snow on the ground, it would literally glisten.  I remember the comfort of being inside where it was warm and comfy.. where there was someone who made it all okay.

There wasn't any expectations for gifts.. for toys... it was just Christmas and Christmas meant Jesus's birthday.  A tree, yes... and some decorations, yes... but we were void of being bombarded with advertisements on toys.  Christmas has taken on a different hue than it did then.  We can't go back, I know... we are destined to change.... we can't help ourselves.

There Were Times to Remember
When times were slower, calmer, safer  --  when life was not so hectic  --  I'm going to go back to those times in writing.  I wish everyone could.

I was a kid in a small town - or a better word would be 'burg'.  We had a store, a church, neighbors, lots of kids, and times that no one today can match or imagine if you didn't live then.  I've wished I could just plant my memories into my kids' heads.... it would be a way of letting them know what it was like.... but not possible.  Instead, I'll just write.

                                           This is our church ... some years later and closed

I so looked forward to the day school was out for the summer.  There is something wonderful about summer in Indiana.  School was out in April.   It was still cold/cool at that time of year, but we knew spring was just around the corner... after a usual brutal winter.  School out for the summer, meant freedom... relaxing.... time to reboot the fun in your life.  Time to energize.  And later, time to take shoes off... to go barefoot... (but you had to get used to the rocks and gravel.. it took a week to toughen up your bare feet).

We had no TV ... no radio until I was a teenager... and no electricity until I was almost a teenager.  We found things to do every day.  We used our imagination and used what was available in nature.   I had a metal bar across 2 small trees...hanging, turning, over and over..... that was one of my favorite things.  We had swings hung from tall trees... you could swing far and wide on those.   Big thick ropes holding a board for a seat ... all hung from a huge tree limb way up high.  We had baby chickens every spring... and baby ducks.  The baby chickens had to be kept warm and safe from the cat.  The baby ducks grew to think we kids were their parents .. they followed us around, right at our heels.  We filled a galvanized tub with water and leaned a board up to the top.  The ducks would waddle up that board and leap into the water.

We got our water from an outside pump.  When you haven't had the luxury of running water, you don't mind the pump.  Some neighborhood pumps had a tin cup hanging on the side... anyone who wanted to drink used the cup and hung it back on the side.

Everyone was busy all summer... very busy... and yet, they all had time for each other.  We never locked our doors ... and didn't have a bank account.  When we got electricity in our house, we had a meter on the side of the house.  Every month we'd get a card in the mail from the electric company that had the same picture on the card as was on the meter.  We were to mark what the numbers were from the meter to the card.  We'd mail it back to the electric company and they'd send back what was owed.  Trust and compliance... not a problem.  Our electric bill was usually around $3.00.

When I got my bike, I was in heaven.  I'd ride that bike down the middle of the road (there were few cars on that road anyway) right over the hot (from the summer sun) tar and hear the bubbles bursting.  We'd put cardboard on the spokes for extra noise.  We'd put a chair under a low tree limb and then jump from the chair to the limb.  We'd scoot the chair back a little more after each jump and see who could catch the limb the furthest away.  One time I missed the limb and fell on my rear.. knocking the air out of me.  That is such a panic feeling to not be able to breathe!

We had creeks to fish in... just crawdads and minnows, and a stick for a pole.  We had swimming holes to swim in... muddy water and deep... scary for me who could not swim... but fun just the same.  We had a huge garden... and a lot of strawberries every June.  I'd eat them 3 meals a day... and nothing compares to strawberries straight from the patch.  Homemade shortcake too!

Every Sunday, all the family got together... that's how you know who your cousins are.  Family and fun.

I'll write more next time... times were good in those years.... I love to go back ... There are so many stories to tell....


There Were Times to Remember - Continues
It's almost Christmas, 2011.  That date would have sounded eerily futuristic when I was a little girl way back when.   But those years have passed all too quickly and here we are... in realville.

I remember Christmas in the "too many years ago" .... we got electricity in our home when I was around 10 or so.  That meant come Christmas, we could have real lights on our tree.  The tree was real.... just a small 5 foot tree .... and with real lights.   So basic, so unfettered, and so memorable.

I'd asked for a doll every year and every year I got a doll.  There wasn't any TV showing commercials of toys and whatknot  to taint my wishes or put ideas in my head of something that didn't do what it said it would do.  Our ideas came out of our head ... just a doll.  One year I got a ruby necklace and ring.  Ruby was my birthstone ... the red set was in the shape of a turtle's back.  I loved that necklace and ring.  I hadn't even thought of asking for it ... and it was the exact thing I really liked so much.  I caught that ring on a door at school one time.... bent it.... but I straightened it out best I could and kept wearing it.

Christmas was usually accompanied with snow and cold.... lots of snow, in fact.  It was really pretty to look outside and see everything covered with snow... even more delightful to watch it coming down.  Soft, white, quiet snow... and Christmas.  Perfect!

Which takes me to the hill and sledding in that snow and ice.  We had a hill on the road just south of the intersection.  Everyone slid on that hill.  It was a long hill.... a long slide... a long uphill climb.   All the town kids would be there.  We got wet and we got cold.  I'd come home wet to the bone... and cold to the bone.  Many times the temperatures would be around zero... and that is cold!!  My feet would be frozen... stiff... and hands too.   All bundled up with coats, leggings, shoes, boots, toboggan... and frozen to the bone.   After it became unbearable and no limb was moveable ...  I'd go home and get all the wet clothes off... lay them by the stove... get some dry chothes on... and be so thankful for my home and that warm heating stove.  Time for a cup of hot cocoa and settle down on the sofa.

I so remember reading, studying, passing the winter evenings, by lamplight before we had electricity.  A lamp didn't put out much light, but if you haven't had anything else to compare to, it was just fine.   The lamp was on a little stand and you'd have to sit real close to see what you were trying to read or do.  The flame could be adjusted, but if it was too high, it would just smoke and turn the globe black with smoke.   The lamp burned kerosene.  Today you can buy colored oil for lamps... purely for looks or maybe an emergency if the power goes out.  But back then, it was the only light we had ... all the time.  We had more than one lamp ... and carried one when going from one room to another .... very carefully, I might add.

 ----  To be continued  -----

There Were Times to Remember Continues

Every once in awhile we meet someone who leaves a memorable mark on our lives.   I want to tell you about this person who I knew from early childhood, until he passed away when I was in high school.  I don't want to give his name, so I'll call him Samuel.

I liked to go to their home in the summer.  Summer in Indiana was sheer delight!  After a long winter and late spring... summer was very welcome and very much enjoyed.   So many memories.  Samuel's house had a pump outside the kitchen door.  They also had an outside toilet (which most did back then).. and they had the Sears Catalog in that outhouse ... mercy that is hard to sell.

There were glass chimes hanging on the other door which gave off a delightful tune in the wind ... and every time I hear that sound even today, it reminds me of those chimes.  Across from the kitchen door was another building... it had a cellar in it.  In that cellar was all the cool type foods you'd want ... watermelon, and all kinds of fruit.  They had chickens .... 3 different chicken houses... and when I was there, I'd gather the eggs.  Sometimes hens would want to 'set' on their eggs.... to hatch them... and my taking their eggs didn't make them happy.  The roosters were ready to attack.... and when one did.. he was next Sunday's dinner.

They had a smoke house where they had hams hanging when it was time to do that.  They had a grinding wheel in the yard... and it was used.  They lived next to a railroad track... in the country.... and tramps would jump off the train and stop in for a dinner plate.. which they usually did get .. outside and on the steps.

 Samuel was an unassuming man .... quiet .... hard working .... respected .... dependable.  He did his giving quietly and behind the scenes.   Although you knew he was a good man, you didn't know how good until you heard all he did and would do for his fellow man.

When my grandfather came down with the flu in the 1918-19 epidemic .... my grandmother, being sick also .... Samuel stayed with my grandfather ... watched over him.  People were afraid to be around anyone who had it, so it was impossible to expect any help.  But Samuel came and stayed until my grandfather died.   My grandmother survived ... thanks to another doctor who gave her something that worked.
    They didn't have penicillin back then... and a simple cold could lead to an infection that couldn't be controlled.  Many simple sicknesses were killers.... there wasn't medicine nor know-how to prevent it.   My grandmother said about her husband's death, "He was a 240 pound man one day and gone the next ... it seemed to take the strong".

Samuel had lost his wife before I remember .. he also lost a daughter ... and had one daughter left who lived with him.  He was a farmer.  He farmed with a horse and plow.  He had a wonderful farm that had everything.. a windmill that he'd turn on at the back door just before he walked out to the barn.   The water would be ready to use by the time he got to the barn.  There were cats all over the barn area... they kept the mice down and out of the grain stored in the buildings.  Samuel didn't work on Sundays, except what he had to do... take care of the animals and milk the cows.   He'd go to morning  church service, go home and eat dinner, and then read the newspaper (which he didn't have time to read all week)... and lay the newspaper across his face as he lay on the sofa... and take a nap. After the evening chores and evening meal, it was off to church again for the evening service.   Monday was back to work... every day.. all day.

We used to go to a family reunion every year.  It was about 20 miles to drive to the park where it was held.  He drove 30 mph all the time.  I'd see cars behind us wanting to go around... it was slow... and it was a long drive... but we always got there in time.

Life wasn't easy back then ... it was hard work .... all the time .... it was living life as it came ... making the best out of whatever came along.... not expecting the government to give you anything ... just doing what you had to.   And being thankful at the end of every day.

I learned when I was older, just how much Samuel did for anyone who needed help.  Always behind the scenes... and never expecting any thanks nor recognition... just being the kind of man the world needed and still needs.

Monday, March 27, 2017

                      One of my piano keys wall quilts... I made this brown one about 6 years ago.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Times to Remember Once Again - I Digress Once Again

At my age and with the present times being so erratic, I go back to times when life was not so hectic and immediate.  I digress into the life that used to be...

There was a time when there was no TV... or at least not very many had one.  The very first TV I ever saw was in a little room at my cousin's, who put this little 6 inch TV together and about 10 of us watched The Ed Sullivan Show one Sunday evening.  It was fascinating!  Later on, there were a few families who bought a TV, and most of them were 6 inch too.

It was a treat to go to friends or neighbors and watch a program.  There were 3 channels, ABC, CBS and NBC.  I Love Lucy came on at 9 pm on Monday night.  I went to a neighbor/friend's house and watched that show... 30 minutes.. and then back home.  The news was on every week day night for 15 minutes... then it went to 30 minutes, 6 pm ... and it was news, not talking heads.  The network news came on again at 10 pm and then they all closed up shop for the night and went off the air.

We didn't have any commercials at Christmas time to entice us.  If we had a Christmas list, it was from our own minds.  There was no TV to influence and no computers to open up the world to us.  We had an Alden's catalog to look at, but there were few toys in it.  I also remember a Ward's and Sears and Roebuck store with catalogs.  Sears and Roebuck sold material by the yard.  So did J C Penney.  They sold just about everything.

The newspaper came in the mail the next day after it was printed, and my grandmother read it from cover to cover.  She'd get the paper in the mail and sit in her chair next to the window and read it.
I remember the day the headline that Israel had become a country.  She pulled me over to her side and showed that headline to me.  She said, "this is prophesy."  That was the only way she got her news.   She did have a small radio when she got electricity, and she'd listen to Ruth Lyons at noon.  Her imagination of what Ruth looked like was not the same as when she saw her on TV later.

The programs on the radio were so good.  Simple but good, since we had nothing more exotic to compare.  Our imagination took the place of a TV set.  Bob Hope, Amos and Andy, Our Miss Brooks, Corliss Archer, Jack Benny, Fibber Magee and Molly, Dragnet, The Shadow, are some of the programs we listened to.  You can't imagine what it was like on those cold Indiana winter nights, to have a talking person in the room, when there was none before that little red radio was brought into the house.  It was wonderful!  I didn't like to hear the Dragnet music... it was creepy and didn't settle well with me.  My brother would have it on.  Jack Webb was the man on the radio and when it moved to TV, he was still the main character.

We didn't have a computer to bring in the troubles of the world... it was a peaceful life to even have a war going on and not be bombarded with all that was wrong in the world.  We had ration stamps for food during the war, and could only buy what the stamps allowed.  I remember saving the sugar stamps for when the grapes were ripe and jelly making.  Nylon hose was hard to find, as the government used nylon for parachutes.  Living in a small town environment shielded us from a lot of things in the outside world.

The day the war ended, (WWII) I was playing with the kids in the area when we heard yelling and carrying on in the road.  Everyone came out to see what was going on.  The war had ended and the whole town converged on the local church where everyone took turns ringing the huge bell.  The rope hung down from the high bell tower and I watched as small women were pulled back up to the low ceiling as they pulled that rope down, and it swung back up.  It was a time of celebration and giving thanks.

On our property, my grandmother lived off the land.  We had a huge garden and I learned to work in it every summer.  That's how I got my tan.  We had a shovel, a rake and a hoe.. that was it.  We had it plowed and then we managed the rest.  We had an apple tree, a plum tree, a pear tree, a strawberry patch, grapes, rhubarb, asparagus, raspberries, and planted corn, green beans, carrots, tomatoes, peas, beets, lettuce and radishes.  We ate fresh out of the garden all summer, and canned everything else.  I had the best strawberries 3 times a day for the month of June, and the rest made into jelly.

I had a pole across 2 small trees that I spent hours on every day.  We had a swing that someone had climbed up this huge cotton tree and hung from one of the limbs.  We mowed the yard with a push mower that was so dull and so hard to push.. it was work to push and pull that thing to get the grass mowed.  For 2 summers, we had a little duckling a piece.  That little duck thought we were the parents and followed us everywhere.  We'd fix the galvanized tub with a board up the side and the ducks knew to climb up and dive into the water.  We had chickens and collected the eggs... then we had chicken for Sunday dinners too.  Always fresh and nothing today compares to those we had that lived off the land, eating grain and specks of dirt.  I learned to clean a chicken, but did not ever want to kill one.  I'd leave the area when that took place.

The road crew would come down our road and spray tar in spots that needed it.  We'd get tar on our feet, shoes, and bikes.  Good ole' lard or Crisco took it out.  Then dish detergent to get the lard spot out.  I loved to ride my bike down the road in the summer where the heat would make tar bubbles and I'd try to hit as many as possible.  We had time to make up things to do.... we were not bored,.. and there was always work to do every day.  I didn't have to be told to work... it was expected.

Today, there is no comparison to what I grew up in.  Everything took on a rapid increase.. computers are old in a year... phones are old in less than a year.  Cars cost a fortune today.  We bought our first house for less than we bought our car a few years ago.   The elderly you live around, are important for what they know.  Wisdom comes with age, if we let it.  And youth is wasted on the young.
    I sign off for this round.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Handbag/Purse - Another one I made.. Beautiful Butterflies on Charcoal Black

                                                           ElizabethCreations - Purse

One of My Handbags - Handmade bags for many years


I make handbags/purses.  Years of experience.  I don't use a pattern for this style.. I call it my own design.  It has zipper closure, pockets inside and most have pockets on the outside also.. shoulder straps... double interfaced with Pellon Fleece and extra other interfacing added just where it counts.. and made to wear well.

I start with an almost square fabric, fuse the outside layers with Pellon Fleece, and then add the extra interfacing .. and I know just where to add it for durability.  After both sides are fixed, I add the zipper and sew the panels on both sides that are the pockets.. Fix the lining with pockets on both sides and add the lining to the zipper also.  Add the straps, and then sew the sides up... having both outside facing and lining sides facing each other..  Sew up the sides and fix the bottom corners, leaving a bottom part of the lining open for turning .. and then turn it right side out... like giving birth.  Mold the purse in the corners, and around the zipper corners.  Fix the opening left open for turning, add a cardboard piece to the bottom, covered with lining fabric.. and you have your purse ready to go!  It is easy after you've made one and figure out just what to do where... and get it down pat.  There are bits and pieces not added here ... too long to add it all.. this is a general instruction.  You'll figure it out if you try and try again.

I carry one of these purses all the time.  When one gets to looking draggy, I make another one.  They will last about a year of constant wear as long as you take care of it.. and treat it with respect.  The reason I began making these is I could not find a purse I liked.  They were either too large, too small, handles/straps were not right, no pockets inside for organization, or just not made for me.  I've bought many a purse, and when I got home, my stuff would not fit in it or I could not organize it like my own. .. I just didn't like breaking in a new purse... not one bought in the stores.  I also don't like to break in a wallet... I have carried the one I use for over 15 years.  I think I need a new one.. and I do make them.. but have not traded my old one yet, for a new one.  I'm busy and busy people maybe do not have time to clean out and start with a new one... only to not like the new arrangement.

Well.. you've heard my handbag story... sort of anyway... Go check all of mine out at Etsy or Artfire.  Thanks!!!