That being said, I inherited my mom's sewing machine. Honestly, I put it away and thought little about it until recently. I suppose it was just too hard to look at it and see my mom working away on it until late in the night. But a few weeks ago, I decided it was time to pull her out and give her a whirl. Friend Sandy cleaned up her innards and got her humming. She sews like a dream and floods my mind with so many memories.
In the hooking realm, I actually have my class rug ready a week ahead of time. Miracles never cease!!
Now I am busily chopping up donated scrap and fabric for dog beds. Hope to have a big stack ready to donate by the weekend.