What not to do with a serger...

This is for you, my darling daughter, because the best lessons come from what not to do...Sara and I had our mother/daughter sewathon on Sunday. We ate sinful cinnamon streusel muffins with our coffee and watched Psycho (Sara thinks Anthony Perkins is hot...correction...WAS hot) which my daughter had never seen before, Cinderella, because who doesn't love a good love story and Ferris Bueller's Day Off, because life is short and you have to slow down and smell the roses sometimes. Okay, that was the entertainment...or was it??? Sara made a wonderful cushion for Lola, as described in a previous post. Next up she chose a wonderful yoga pant. This was her first ride on a serger, and what a cadillac my new Evolve was to learn on. She was doing fabulous...sewing up those seams like the best of us. She tried them on and decided she wanted them to ride a little lower than the pattern, so we measured and graded it down so it would be just perfect when the wrapover waist band was applied. I helped her pin on the waistband and walked her through the process and let her go. I tried not to hover and make her nervous, so I went across the hall to my bedroom to try on a blouse I was altering. Something didn't sound quite right. "Is everything all right in there?" I cautiously ask. "No, I'm stuck" WHAT??? I return to the scene to find the front of her pants wadded tightly in the throat plate. I tried to gently remove the fabric...nope...not budging. I finally had to cut it out and use my trusty hemostat to tease out the wad of thread that had balled up under the plate. I was afraid that there would be problems...but I saddled her back up and the serger roared off again like nothing had happened. I gained a greater respect for Babylock that day. Sara's rationale was that she thought it was like going over a thick seam with a regular machine...you just get through it and on you go...doesn't quite work like that unfortunately. The funny thing was, we lost about an inch off the waistband with the trim job. Her low rise was a little lower than anticipated. She said Bryce complained that she never wears "girlfriend clothes" since they got married...she just wears sweats and comfy clothes (well...YEAH???) I couldn't wait for him to get a load of these sweats!!! No pictures please...I'm running a clean blog here!!! In happy news...my first Burda came in the mail...I'm so happy!