We've been back from our trip to Virginia for a week now, so I figured it would be a good time as any to start blogging about the trip. I'm going to do this in chunks, and I wanted to start by blogging about my first sewing machine.
My dad still had it, and I decided to just leave her in Virginia with him. That way he has one as well if he needs it for some reason. Yes, my dad sews. So what? It's just one of many power tools he knows how to use! Oddly enough, my mother couldn't use a sewing machine to save her life...
Anyways, I had the presence of mind during the packing frenzy to snap a picture of it before we left. I was going to drag it outside to get a picture in natural light, but it was drizzling outside and I didn't want to get any strange looks.
She's held up pretty well over the years since it was purchased in 1994, and as much as I would have loved to bring it home and fix her up and use it, I decided to leave it behind. Mostly because we didn't have the room for it.
I'll end up getting it back anyway someday so it's all good.