Can I just say, "OUCH"?
I think I just did the impossible. I was sewing a dress for my granddaughter, and somehow, I sewed right through my finger. I am not sure if the needle broke when it sewed into my fingernail, or if it broke when I pulled my finger back.
But I was quick to yell to DH, "Get the pliers." He answered, "I'm on the phone."
And I replied, "I don't care, get the blankety blank pliers."
When he finally found them, and saw the needle sticking straight up out of my nail, he hestitated.
I thought, oh great, I'm gonna have to go to the ER.
Then he rallied, and yanked it out. And I immediately soaked it in peroxide.
But damn, that hurts.
And I didn't think to get a photo. Honest, it never crossed my mind. You might not have enjoyed it anyway.
I have not had a good time with sewing machines today.
Today, I tried to get it up and running, and the top thread broke about 100 times.
I finally quit, and said enough.
I didn't think my little Bernina would give me any grief when I got home.
The beach in Maine is always a favorite of mine.
And Roy's.
See him smile?
This was hands down the BEST clam chowder I have had anywhere.
And I LOVE my clam chowda.
These were the fish (haddock) tacos at Fisherman's Catch, and I could have them once a week.
They were that good.
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