pamo65 wrote:
I am late to this party.
My mother taught me to sew on my grandmother's 1923 Singer treadle that my daddy motorized. I did not take home-ec in school for that reason.
I did garment sewing until the quilting bug hit.
My career was as a Registered Nurse for 37 years. For 35 of those years, I was employed by the Federal government and worked in the same VA hospital. The majority of time was in administration. The last 14 years was as night supervisor. I did not know how stressful my job was until I retired six years ago!
I started quilting in the '80s and that was my source of stress relief. I had control of that fabric.
I have been married to the same man for 43 years and we has one daughter, who has a chemical engineering degree and MBA. My mother lives with us. She will be 99 next month. She was a woman ahead of her time because she was 33 when I was born and she worked at the same place for 45 years. She believed that a woman should be able to support herself. That's the reason I went to college, the first in my family.
Mama learned to quilt after me so she quilted all my projects. (My daddy said it was to keep up with me!) Now she has arthritis and I have lots of UFO's.
This topic has been fun. Thanks everyone and especially Margo.
Wow, you are a trooper Pam, to stick with such a stressful job for so many years! Perhaps it's my A.D.D. but I was always yearning for the next exciting change (in job, crafts, adventure activities) to maintain that level of adrenaline that is so helpful for folks like to to keep a sharp focus. I am a couch potato without that adrenaline excitement, and that's pretty bad for my waistline, wherever it has gone!
Lucky you, Pam, that your school allowed you to skip Home Ec! In the 70's in Ohio, NO ONE female could skip Home Ec! I already knew how to do the stuff, I'm sure you'd have been as bored as I was. Being a latch-key kid of a divorced mom, and the oldest child, I was domestically experienced already. My little brother became a very good cook too!
I wonder what Home Ec stories people have? I remember having to make a wrap-around "jumper" (the "dress" you wear over a blouse, not the sweater like in the U.K.). It was an ugly pattern, nobody "cool" wore them then, and we all had to wear ours to school one day, for the passing grade! I was still dumpy with baby-fat then, and always self-conscious. I remember being mortified!! Anyone else?