Today I dropped off my sewing machine to get a service and cleaning. I planned it this way so that the week I would have to leave it would be over my vacation. But I didn't think about how I would make it through tonight. I feel like I left part of my soul behind... ;)
Anyway, a quick funny story. The story behind how I got my wonderful machine is very cute. Last year, I was having a crumby year - dental wise. I managed to have to get 3 root canals and 3 crowns. Totally blew my sewing machine savings. During the 3rd root canal, I was whining to my hubby about how my teeth kept preventing me from getting the machine I wanted. The day I got the 3rd and final crown, my sweet hubby came home with the very machine I had been pining over for a year or so. It was the sweetest thing ever! He went to three different quilting stores until he found the one that sold Janomes. So. Sweet.
Anyway, today, as I was filling out the service info thing, the lady looked down at my name and said, "Dunn! OH! I remember when you got this machine. Well, when your husband got it for you. *giggled* That was so sweet!"
Yep. My hubby is something of a legend down at the local quilt shop! How awesome is that?!