Well, today’s the day. If you were a good seamstress and backstitched all your seams, Santa visited while you were sleeping and dropped off what your heart has been most desiring (a pair of gingher scissors?).
During the holidays, family members, especially my grandmother who pinches cheeks, remind each other of how grateful they are for one another. Well, I’m going to get a little mushy and tell you how much I’m grateful for you. I started this blog not expecting the results it would have. I have met so many wonderful people who continue to inspire, push, and encourage me to be better. I’ll prevent the tears and tissues and stop with, I’m off to play with my new toy; Santa brought me a 1956 Singer Featherweight. Hot diggity dog am I excited to get sewing on it! Merry Christmas!