Sew Many Christmases

I broke the needle on my sewing machine the other day. I put on the overcast foot, which has a little bar in the middle for the thread to go around. Unfortunately, I forgot to change the stitch selector to the overcast setting, which tells the machine to move the needle around the bar. I started the machine up and there was some horrible banging, crunching snapping noises. Part of the needle flew up at me, too. The noise was so bad, I thought I’d killed the machine. Not only did I break a needle, but I managed to snap the little bar off the overcast foot as well. There is a gouge in the bar where the needle hit it. Luckily, Davey is very skilled with the JB Weld, so he glued it back together for me. I tried it out yesterday and it is now working fine.

I normally love this time of year, but this year I feel too hurried and stressed out. It sucks. Not to mention we will be having about four “Christmases” again this year. We’ll have one at our house the day before Christmas eve, before we leave town. We’ll have two in Santa Cruz on Christmas Eve and then Christmas morning at my parents. It just starts to be too much. Especially when you’re traveling with two little kids and a carsick dog. It also means that Christmas actually starts two days earlier.

Yeah, I’m in a complaining sort of mood. Maybe it’s because I started the day off with a Banquet chicken fingers frozen entree. There’s not much to eat in the house and that was sitting in the freezer. Davey would eat those for lunch all the time. I don’t see how, they’re pretty gross. Roan helped me eat it. She wanted to dip the chicken in the brownie.