Sew... how's your weekend?

My excellent hubby found a great deal on this sewing machine and so I'm going to get it. No more will I be in tangles of thread trying to make my mom's old machine work! For the record, my mom could rarely get her machine to work for her either. (piece a junk...piece of frusterating junk...). And everyone is sick of hearing me say "as soon as I get that blasted machine to play nice I'm gonna make this or fix that..." In reality I am an AWESOME at sewing I just need tools that work. I even made a last-minute white gown for a friend once in a rush. But no, I'm not going to be one of THOSE housewives. You know the type I mean, and the thought makes me shudder in endless fear. I'm not going to be any kind of housewife... I'm a workin' Sarah! Okay, I'll go off on my feminist-I-hate-what-people-expect-of-married-women rant later. For now just look at my beautiful machine. Hooray!