And I’m not very virtuous!
Over the weekend Vince cleaned and oiled his new Singer 404 machine. And then he came into the sewing room, carrying it under his arm and said “I’m ready now!” And I said . . Go Away! There’s no room in here for you! I didn’t say that but really, there isn’t any spare space in my sewing room. Seriously, he wants his own sewing room. There’s trouble brewing at Chez Laquidara! He decided his office would be a good place to set up for now.
But first, he remembered one little part he forgot to oil. Vince’s machines will be the most well maintained sewing machines ever. Too bad I can’t say the same about our yard.
Sewing strips. See that bottle of booze over there? I needed that! Not really. Vince thinks just like every fence can be built with chicken wire and electrical ties, everything we own can be cleaned with alcohol. Sew, Vince, sew!