Tremor Tuesday

Today I experienced my first (and hopefully last ever) earthquake.  At first it was confusing and then became utterly terrifying.  My house was shaking so badly I thought it would collapse.  I ran outside as fast as I could and left the cat to fend for herself.  

I'm not sure what's proper emergency protocol for earthquakes, but many of my neighbors came out of their buildings as well.  There was an older gentleman standing on the sidewalk across the street when I came out and I shouted over to him, "What was that?!"

He said, "I reckon it was an earthquake." 

Oops!

I, uh, broke my sewing machine this weekend. I mean, I must have been the one who broke it because no one else uses it and I doubt it broke itself.

Here I was quilting along, and my machine began to sew more and more slowly until it eventually stopped. I could barely turn the wheel and had to wrestle it around for about four inches of wheel-turn quilting.

It doesn't look like the needle is hitting the casing and I definitely oiled it but it still isn't functioning. The machine has power, and the needle will rise and fall for a few stitches. After that, the machine just buzzes at me.

Gotta get to that repair shop. In the mean time, if you want to buy me a replacement (in case I killed it), I'd love to have a Baby Lock Quilter's Choice Pro.

Maybe some other year...