So the ex actaully makes it to little old Salt Rock ----a blip on the map---to pick his boys up for the weekend, and he is actually semi-nice. Hmmmm....where did I put that knife--oh yeah, i'll probably find it in my back, again. Then he wonders why i can be so guarded around him.
Only 5 1/2 more years. I'm waiting for the oldest to hit 16, get a job and start dating, and tell his dad to stuff it when that 5 weeks in the summer rolls around. Sigh.....
Anyway, on to the title of this post----so far my sewing machine has held out, even thru the constant workout it has had since the massive quilting project has begun. I started mine, Kate said,"teach me" so now she is doing hers, and now the 16 yr old has confiscated fabric and cut her strips, and is right now begging me to put down the mouse and show her how to use the machine.
Now 2 Christmases ago, my mom bought them a machine to share, and they had no interest in it, except to watch me run them up a couple pair of flannel sleep pants each. Now they have interest and their machine needs fixed---bobbin woes---and mine is available. So I am off to show Kris how to sew, then I get to take her to work and Kate can sew to her heart's content until Kris comes back home.
Hasta la vista........
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