This week in the depths of the WPT studio, we are beginning taping on SEASON 30 of Sewing with Nancy. Now, aside from the fact that this show, which first made its debut in 1981, is a whopping seven years older than I am, I have come to enjoy the days I've been able to work on it. Nancy Zieman, sewing guru, is by far one of the nicest ladies I've ever met and most definitely able to work her magic on a sewing machine much better than I will ever be able to (though that isn't saying much considering my only formal training on a sewing machine dates back to my seventh grade Family and Consumer Education class).
This week's episodes combine to form a two-part tribute to thirty years of the show, including special guests who have been on the show with Nancy as many as 46 times! But what really makes it unique is that tomorrow we're taping in front of a live audience of some of Nancy's family, friends, and biggest fans. The special also includes a variety of video clips, including a blooper reel and an excerpt from a very funny pledge program called Kick it up a Stitch.
Since we're just filming now, these episodes probably won't air until August, but when the time comes be sure to watch out for them on your favorite local PBS station. If you can't get enough of Nancy until then, her last 52 episodes can be found here: http://wpt.org/sewingwithnancy/
It appears my blogging habit (or lack thereof) is much the same as my off-and-on journaling since childhood. Of course by that I mean that I'm usually pretty good about it until I get distracted by something else and then come back a year later to find I haven't written anything. I suppose then I'll start this blog post the same way I start most of my on-again journal entries...
There's really no point in trying to sum up so much time in one entry. I'm bound to miss something. Thus, let's just start over, old friend, and pretend we're picking up right where we left off. Much like a movie that doesn't move chronologically (consider, for example, "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind"), we'll eventually catch on to what has happened in the space between scenes.
With that in mind, welcome back, Ana! We've missed you!
I promise I'm done referring to myself in the third person. For now.
