Not the turkey. I killed the sewing machine. Oops. I was quilting just fine, whipping along, and it stopped. It’s done this before, and when I took it in to Jimmy, he said he’d never seen that happen before, but he was able to fix it. I’m taking my mom’s sewing machine home with me tomorrow, because I can’t be without a machine this close to Christmas. I should explain.
Here was our sewing machine setup at the mountains…
Mine is on the left, a 35-year-old Viking that I love, but needs work about once a year. Usually he can fix it quickly, but not always. On the right is my mom’s old machine (her OLD machine is only 13 years old, compared to mine). The girlchild was using that one to make Christmas presents. It’s a Viking 1+, and mom offered it to me about 5 years ago. I said maybe later. I like my machine, I know how to use it, and I don’t want to learn a new one. Jimmy, who fixes my machine and all my mom’s entourage, warns me that mine is near death. He keeps an old Viking in the shop for parts for mine, I think. So I’m taking the 1+ home with me, and I’ve already warned the kids that we’re stopping at the machine shop on the way home to drop off my machine.
Don’t worry about mom. She has three or four other machines at home, and one of them is brand new. She’ll be fine.
I had about 3 inches left on the section I was quilting when the machine stopped. Sucks.
I will post more pictures when I get home of what the girchild has been working on, but this is my work computer and I haven’t figured out how to resize pictures on this one yet.
November 29, 2008 at 3:11 pm |
iphoto – click on the picture, then file, export, and it will give you the option to resize. Save to desktop and voila! Other option is to hand quilt it all. Then your fingers will break instead of your machine. Of course that is why I have nothing done.