A Little Message From The Universe...

So, I've lost my favorite (sharp and fine) seam ripper. I've been looking for it for almost a week! One minute it was there, the next - poof! - it was gone. It's brass, with a brass case. I have the needle threader to match (which I never use). Of course, I couldn't lose the needle threader. The photo shows the complete needle threader, and my lonesome case for the seam ripper.

How does this happen? I've even gone through the waste basket that sits next to my cutting table, thinking it might have dropped off the edge into the bin. I've decided that I don't like "dumpster diving" ...and, nope, it wasn't there either.
When things like this happen, there are some pretty interesting exchanges around here. (In the mode of Sophia Petrillo on Golden Girls... "Picture it. North Port, July, 2010.")...I'm in the studio. On all fours. Trying to see under my sewing cabinet. (My seam ripper could be under there!) Butt in the air, facing the door.

Handsome, standing in the doorway: "Oh, hello." (I know he's smiling without even having to look up!)

Me, still looking under the cabinet: "Hiya."

Handsome: "What are you doing?"

Me: "Looking for my seam ripper." (I'm also running my hand under the cabinet in case the seam ripper has become invisible.)

Handsome: "Under there?" (I think he's giggling.)

Me, now I'm giggling, too: "Uh, huh. Have you seen it?"

Handsome: "I don't even know what a seam ripper is."

Me, looking over my shoulder and trying really hard not to sound sarcastic: "It's for ripping out mistakes in my sewing."
(I know, you're really surprised, right? "Donna makes sewing mistakes?" Trust me. It happens fairly frequently.)

Handsome: "Is it under there?"

Me, checking one more time: (sigh) "Nooooo." (using my best "frustrated" voice.)

Handsome: "Uh, Ok. I'll be in the other room, then." (as he turns and walks away.)

Me, finally turning around: "I could really use some help getting back up."

Too late, Handsome has left the studio. It's ok. I can do it myself. Hang on a minute. Do they make grab bars for studios? I'll have to look into that.

I still haven't found my seam ripper. While you're at it, have you seen the sweet, tulle drawstring bags I bought for holding my strawberry roses...or the set of six, vintage berry bowls I brought back from Wisconsin last fall? I seem to have a black hole somewhere in the studio. Things have gone in there, never to be seen again. Perhaps, the Universe is trying to tell me that I need to empty those cabinets and start over with transparent storage? Or perhaps, Shell needs to come to Florida to help me purge, sort and re-organize. I have to go now. I haven't given up hopes of finding my seam ripper. If you need me, I'll be in the studio.

My two quilts are posted as part of my De-Stash Along 2010 projects with Missy from Crafting with Cat Hair. She has set up a Flickr album for all the participants here.

I took a sewing break on Sunday. I really did tidy up the studio, still searching for my lost treasures. At this rate, I'll be able to hide my own Easter eggs next spring!