Argh! Throw myself on the floor, kick and scream, moan and groan! At least that’s what I feel like doing. Mostly I just feel blue. My BFF is broken. It’s basically the end of the world.
I was stitching along last night on this little project…
Almost had the top finished. It was quite late and I was tired, but thoroughly enjoying myself and having so much fun when all of a sudden the thingy that holds the needle came down on my knuckle. There was pain and some bleeding but nothing compared to what it did to my machine…it won’t sew!! It moves up and down but won’t make stitches. Cry, weep, sob.
It is going to the sewing machine hospital and I will miss it. I hope it comes home very soon because...
…I have till Saturday at 1:00 to have this finished, borders, quilting, binding and all in time for my daughter’s baby shower.
























