For the 20 squares from the border fabric, they should be cut 3″ . . not 2-1/2″.
I was asked a couple of times why I have a Bernina 930 and a 1230 . . got those two real close together and then never got another one. Well, it’s a long story. It involves my ex-husband and I don’t know . . sometimes I don’t know if it’s ok to mention him on here but heck, he was part of my life.
Back in 1972 when I was graduating from high school, mom and dad got me a Singer Golden Touch and Sew in a cabinet for graduation. I loved that machine, though it was never a very reliable machine.
In about 1982 or 1983, I decided I needed a better machine and wanted a Bernina. The then DH said NO! Too expensive! So I bought some small Sears model. That lasted about 3 months and I insisted on a Bernina 930 and got it. It was great . . loved it. Still have it and use it every now and then just to keep it oiled and running.
In 1987, we built this house. It was our dream house. I had been clipping pictures and had tons of Victorian Homes magazines. This was the last house we were going to build.
This picture was taken of the house after Hurricane Rita before they put on the new roof. It looks better now . . even though the current owners painted it blue. If they knew how hard I had to fight to get a purple house, I’ll bet they woudn’t have done that!
I loved this house! Loved everything about it. It was in the same subdivision with mom and dad, had a good sewing room, a good kitchen . . perfect house! We lived there 2 years when one day, the then DH came home and said “We’re moving to TX”. I ran from the house screaming! Not really but I wasn’t too happy. Chad was 2 and moving just wasn’t part of my plan. We had kept up with how much $$ we had invested in the house and we knew selling it would be a long shot. Wouldn’t you know it . . within a couple of days of putting it on the market, a couple was transferring in from New Orleans, saw it, and wanted it! I was literally sick. I remember the day of the closing, I sat there and cried like a baby. The new owners invited us over to have a glass of wine in their new home . . I declined!
Anyway, we got to TX and moved into some tiny, not so clean rental til we could find a house to buy. I was pretty miserable but we found a nice house within about 3 months . . but I was still miserable. I missed home! The then DH decided a new sewing machine might cheer me up and bought the 1230 and a Bernina serger for me. We moved to TX in 1989 and moved back to Louisiana in 1991. I think it was in 1990 when I got the 1230. Obviously, the 1230 didn’t do the trick and make me happy living in Texas, but that’s how I ended up with two new sewing machines within five or six years and then didn’t buy another one for many years. If I hadn’t gotten the 1230 when I did, I’d probably still be using the 930 and be happy with it.
Anything else you want to know . . just ask!
While in Kansas City Saturday to get my sewing machine, we went to Macaroni Grill for lunch. Friday I was pretty aggravated about the chickens and the garden. Saturday morning . . we still weren’t real happy with each other. I had planned to call my friend, Jeanne in KC, and see if she could meet me for lunch one day this week and go over to get the sewing machine then. But . . NO! We ALL had to go to KC together on Saturday.
Chad had taken off work Saturday and Sunday to go turkey hunting but I never quite figured out why he didn’t go on Saturday. Free meal at a restaurant maybe? It was supposed to rain on Saturday and he was hunting with a friend on church property and this particular church does their worship on Saturday so they couldn’t hunt on Saturday so . . he went with us.
While at Macaroni Grill, Chad was busy drawing on the paper “table cloth” while waiting for our check.
But, Judy and Vince were busy writing bad names to each other!
Some of the names Vince wrote were bad and I had to erase them. Well . . to be quite honest, one of the names I wrote was kinda bad too but I had the decency to scratch it out. I am such a decent person!
I take back all the bad names because before leaving town, he stopped here.
And, he decided not to stop at Home Depot!