*Fast forward. I was recently having a conversation with a friend, who, when learning that I was terrified of tools, dared me to do one thing a day that scared me, starting with doing something with my dad's woodworking tools. I sat on that for a day or two and finally came to the conclusion that I might as well! What did I have to lose (besides a limb)?
So today was the day that I sucked up my fear and went for it. My dad taught me how to turn a rolling pin on his lathe. Unlike when using a saw, I was the one in control of the blade. Still, sticking a blade into a chunk of wood that is revolving at a blurring speed is a bit intimidating. But, oh my goodness, SO FUN! Sawdust was a flyin', the lathe was whirring, and I was carving. What. A. Blast.
Alas, here are some photos of the blessed event.
|Safety goggles are super attractive.|
|The chunk of wood before I got to it.|
|See? I'm that good that I can carve without even looking.|
haha jk lol. So not true.
|See these eyes? That's focus. Well, and [safety goggles] too. (10 points if you can name that movie)|
My eyes were glued to that speedily spinning chunk-o-wood.
|My whole self was pretty much covered like this in sawdust... I may or may not have resembled Sasquatch.|
|Just about done!|
|Voila! The final product. A fabulously functional rolling pin.|