more sewing toys

I love a good toy, especially if I can find a use for it. The treadle came with a full set of attachments, but no box. Loose in the drawer, they were getting mixed up with other stuff, so when I stumbled up on this box, I snatched it up. Turned out to have a story. It belonged to the lady that was running the shop. When she was a little girl, she had $5 in birthday money. She and her mother went to the store and her Mom explained that if she would put the $5 down on a sewing machine, the Mom would pay the installments and they'd have a new machine. They did it and this is all that's left. (I know. I'm a sucker for a good soppy story and it doesn't matter whether it's true or not. It's become the story of this piece.) The oil cans are not so much of a bargain, but now I have a vintage oil can for each of my vintage machines. I wash them and degrease them and get all the old rancid oil out and then I put just a little fresh oil in them for everyday use and use my big bottle of oil for big projects.

Rob has me trying to think of a way that I can display all the vintage machines in my sewing room, but I'm not sure yet. That seems like an awful lot of wasted table space, but it would be nice to be able to look at them all at the same time and maybe to set each one up for a different purpose and leave it set up for that instead of having to change settings all the time. I certainly have enough machines to assign them each a task and leave them set up to do that one task.

And, my last thing is that Bonnie Hunter is coming to town first of May and I'm trying to get in one of her classes. I'm not a member of the guild so I have to wait until the last minute to register, but I hope to hear in the next couple of days whether I got in. It would be very exciting. But, I'm trying not to get too excited in case there's not a space.

Take care and have a great Tuesday. Today's bumpersticker; and oldie and a goldie: Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't out to get you.

Lane