Where the Magic Happens

Pete bought me this sewing machine two years ago at the DI for $10. It weighs no less than 30 pounds and came with all the manuals even though it is 40 or 50 years old. I also have a Husqvarna that my Mom gave me but I have never been able to figure it out so this is the machine I use. Recently, the foot pedal stopped working and so I would have to plug the motor in to sew and remove it to stop. The outlets are just to the left of the machine. Last week, it sparked and blew. I would have been fine to try it again but Pete being into safety and all said no way. He stripped the wires and fixed it so that I now plug it into this extension cord here. It actually works really well but I think after Christmas I made need to make alternate arrangements. I'm documenting this because I want my kids to know what a task it is to sew these costumes they keep asking for. So, thank you Pete for fixing me up, it's so nice to have a handyman around.
Another activity I enjoy is watching TV at night when everybody else is in bed and there is nobody to talk through my stories. I watch with the captions on and it has been a real pain because Olive peed on our remote one day and it hasn't worked since. Funny how sentences like that don't even make me flinch since I've had Olive. So, I have to get out of bed to change the channel or turn it off. I know, not major, but it's cold. So yesterday Pete came home with a new REMOTE COMMANDER. That's what it says on the package. Pete is hoping this will encourage me to spend a lot more time in bed. I will never again refer to my "changer" as an inferior controller. As a matter of fact I advised Pete I will not even respond if he uses the dumb name controller. I'm thinking about making one of those plastic covers for it, just in case.
Lastly, I'd like to thank everybody for the well wishes. It's been kind of a wide range of emotions for me and I was really happy for the emails and phone calls, so thank you again, for everything.