Hey la…hey la…
My beloved sewing machine–my Bernina 930…is back.
It has been gone for a few years on an extended road trip to my daughter’s place–while I strayed away from the proven paths, and explored different, fancier, more high-tech sewing machines.
I’m back now and I’ve repented.
What I’ve learned, Dorothy, is that while the more expensive, snooty machines can indeed, do everything from defrosting the freezer to performing surgery on ingrown toenails–for me, I just missed the plain, old, regular sewing time. Usually that was because the fancy, ridiculous machine was in the shop—again.
Now to be fair, I’ve heard that most of these new darlings are wonderful and fill the owner’s life with complete bliss and joy–but somehow I missed that part. In fact, I hated the darn computerized, embroidery-ing, push this button and I’ll sing your kids to sleep ordeal.
The thing is, with a conventional, metal machine–if something goes wrong, you change a needle or adjust the tension and keep on cookin’. But with the Wonder Woman deal, if an eyelash falls out or the planets aren’t aligned perfectly, the whole diva beast shuts down and you have no idea what the problem is. Now you are once again forced to find a crane to load it back into the car and take it to. the. shop. again. SHEESH.
But this is not a negative post. No, no. This is a happy, joyous, rejoicing, exuberant post. Because my cute daughter–who is now, also converted to the old school, no nonsense, plow-horse machine, just bought one of her very own and handed me this handsome fellow–back. Yee haw!
Welcome home my dah-ling.
The mending basket has missed you.
The fabric stash has missed you.
We shall make beautiful music together.
On second thought, forget about the music.
Let’s just sew.
Miss Sybil Trelawney
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