Last week the FedEx man left a new sewing machine on my doorstep. The machine, being a surprise gift from my mother in law. This is significant for a couple of reasons:
1. Um, new sewing machine. Hello? How awesome is that?
2. My mother in law and I haven't always seen eye to eye, so it was definitely a kind, sweet gesture. (Thanks again mother in law!)
Jay brought home some sort of swine flu from work and I've been sick all weekend so I haven't had a lot of time to really use it yet, but in my few moments of Day Quil fueled mental clarity I was able to play around with it a bit. It has about 100 different stitches and some of them are just too pretty:I foresee this opening up a whole new world for me.
I also mended a shirt of mine and that took about two seconds. The new machine is so quiet and easy to use that I almost feel as if I can't take credit for the results. I'm much more motivated to give patterns another shot now.
There was also a gift within a gift in the form of the styrofoam that was surrounding the machine. The girl has taken it and made a castle for all of her freaky toys:Of course the styrofoam portion of the gift will be trashed as soon as I'm sick of finding little white styrofoam balls all over the apartment. Which will happen soon. Very, very soon.