Though I am often thrilled by the latest technologies, I am an old-fashioned girl at heart. An example is my sewing machine: a 1942 Singer. It works like a charm despite being older than my mother.
Every once in awhile I think it might be cool to have a programmable computerized sewing machine. The kind that practically sews for you. But I quickly abandon that idea as I remember the dependability and beauty of my Singer.
It’s all I need.