A Good Mum

Here is Frankie in his boyscout shirt his Mummy procured on e-bay at a small fraction of the price it would have cost regularly. Mummy then took it out of the mailbox, removed the patches the previous owner had earned (why they were left on there I know not.) and presented said uniform washed and ready to Franklin in time for his troop meeting. The shirt came in the mail Monday and his meeting was Monday night how is that for turn around?










Frankie's Mum then proceeded to the sewing machine where she whipped up a valance for Frankie's & Rylin's room in spite of the fact that her faithful sewing machine of many years would sew approximately 9 stitches and stop screaming an error message at her that something in the threading of the sewing machine was amiss. She checked, rethreaded, rebobbined, took said machine apart and cleaned and oiled it's many bits and pieces it still would not cease it's horrible screams she even gave it a brand new needle and it would not be satisfied. In spite of the aforementioned issue she continued to sew until the curtains were finished while mashing her foot on the pedal and threatening the faithful machine with the Clay Co. Landfill or donation to some 10 year old girl somewhere who would make her sticky and use her once to make something 'Hannah Montanah' and leave her to become dusty, forlorn and generally misuse her in every manner possible. The machine would not relent to the desperate Mum. Little does the machine know that this VERY clever Mum has what is known in some circles as a spare sewing machine a machine which lacks all bells and whistles that the nasty naughty sewing machine has but can be trusted to behave in a more appropriate manner .


Oh yes, back to the valance. Frankie's mum trimmed the threads, gave the sewing machine an angry shove and nasty look then went in and hung up the curtains.















She then went and sat down for her well earned rest and knit on this sock she loves the pattern, LOVES IT, it is interesting yet not too hard and she wears a smug little smile while knitting on it because it is her first time knitting from a chart.

When Frankie arrived home from school he walked into his room to put his school bag away and came running out saying, "I love the curtains, they look so nice... you're such a good Mom!" he then hugged and squeezed her very tight and she smiled contentedly.

She then walked into the room where the retched sewing machine does it's dirty business and yanked it's plug out of the wall, wrapped the cord tight around it's tender plastic shell and shoved it into what is known to her as 'the new sewing cupboard' she smiled as she turned a deaf ear to it's desperate pleas of, "No" and "I'm so sorry" she gave it one last devious glance slowly shut the doors and left it crying in the dark...