I was cleaning out my office desk last week and I came across this:

This is the receipt for the home sewing machine my parents got me for Christmas in 1995. I spent the next two years teaching kayaking and sewing boardshorts and fleece shirts in my basement on that machine until 1997, when Kara and I decided that we might actually be able to make a career out of this hobby. Anyway, a bit of nostalgia I thought I would share with you all…