You know the saying, 'red sky at morning, sailors take warning'. Hmmm. I cut up about half the triangles I need for Jesica's quilt.
I got out some 'ingredients'.
I made some (quilt) sandwiches.
Hehe. I put them on a plate just to take this photo for you. : )
Then I got a phone call. The woman on the other end of the line said, "Your machine is ready". But was I ready? I swear, I do not understand the universe. I picked up the machine, brought it home and reluctantly set it up - new thread, new needle. I took just a few stitches and they skipped. Then it jammed. Then the needle smashed into the plate. The needle broke and lodged there under the automatic plate converter. I cried for a half hour. Actually, I sobbed. Then I pulled myself together and I phoned her back. She was sweet enough to invite me back just before closing. I had kid # 1 babysit kid #2, and I took the machine and kid #3 with me. She took the need out with pliers from the sliding plate converter thingy. It was lodged. She noted that the timing was a bit out due to this crash, but we set it up to sew anyhow.
No skipped stitches.
That makes NO sense to me. I'm sure it made no sense to her either. Anyhoo. She tweaked the bobbin tension on both cases. We sewed for quite a while. I thanked her. (If you are reading this, THANK YOU for your time and helpfulness after hours!!!) I came back home, put a pizza in the oven for the kids, and then I ATE UP THOSE SANDWICHES!!!
|so far so great!|
I went through two bobbins and seven sandwiches. The backs look just like the fronts. The stitches are PERFECT. The tension is perfect. Allright. I'm satisfied.
I'm also exhausted. I definately have some PTSD (post traumatic sewing disorder). I think I need to come up with a different name for "Pretty Penny", my Janome 7700P. Any suggestions!? I would LOVE to hear them!