that there would be days like this. The Boston Red Sox won the World Series, completely humiliating the Rockies by sweeping them out of their own stadium. The Red Sox couldn't do anything wrong and the Rockies couldn't do anything right. Where in the world did they find all of those unbelievable players? Oh well, it reminds me of the first time the Broncos played in the Super Bowl; we Coloradoans are used to waiting for next year. And think how many years it took Boston to win a World Series. I just hope the Rockies don't have to wait that long.
The game was not doing a good job of keeping my attention, so I went to my bedroom and started doing the top stitching on my June 12 x 12, and a couple of inches from the end there was a strange noise from the machine and the needle holding element fell off. It is rather difficult to sew on a quilt without a needle. Joe, my fantastic tool man of a husband, checked it out and thinks he can fix it tomorrow, when he is able to find the appropriate equipment out in his shop. I hope he can because the really nice Canon City man that I bought the machine from, passed away a couple of years later and, as far as I know, no one else sells and/or repairs Berninas or Bernettes locally. How could I survive living without my machine if it has to go stay in Colorado Springs for a while? Now I understand why serious quiltmakers have multiple machines.