So the quilt was coming along just great...until...I actually have no idea what happened but my sewing machine needs some help, and I'm pretty sure I'm not the person who can really help!
I first tried all the close and immediate helpers such as my friend at church, even running over an example of what my machine will do (a garbled gunk of thread), and quizzed Jason, son of a true sewer. Who on earth knows where my owner's manual is... Time to call in the big guns... my mother-in-law...the true quilting goddess.
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Oh, that stinks! You know you can come over and borrow mine if you want! We can have a quilting party!
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