I'm a little bit in love...

...with the Singer Confidence Stylist.

She's a beaut, eh? Automatic buttonholer, drop-in bobbin, a billion stitch functions...sigh.

I was lucky enough to be picked to host a Singer Sew Very Easy House Party through the House Party website. So, I get all sorts of goodies including coupons, fabric, thread, pins, patterns, and more. Plus, I get to share it with those who attend the party. But, the real prize is getting to borrow a Singer Confidence Stylist from my local JoAnns.

I want to cry; it's so wonderful. I've been sewing on an old White for ages, and in comparison, this machine is like walking on a beach with rocks in your shoes vs. floating on a cloud. Deeelightful.

Zen and the Art of Sewing Machine Maintenance

Everything I did today took me 39 hours, which is weird because I'm pretty sure there aren't that many hours in my day.

Getting the kids to eat lunch = 39 hours. Cleaning the floor = 39 hours. Uploading a million pictures since I haven't uploaded any since Thing 2 turned 1 = 39 hours (this was probably the most problematic portion of the day, but it felt like everything).

Plus, my sewing machine crapped out on me, the boys destroyed their room and are currently sleeping on the floor, and Thing 3 has a snotty nose and is trying to cut an estimated 4 teeth. But, joy will fill sorrow's cup and Thing 3 has learned the ugly crawl! Joy and elation.

I'm not one to complain (well, not very loudly. or maybe not for a long time. or at least only until someone comes and helps me), so I pulled out the ol' handy sewing machine tools and took care of one problem on my own.

Notice both the glass of wine and the bottle of children's ibuprofen in the background.