Today, my Great Aunt Bette came over so I could hem a pair of her PJs...I'm not a good hemmer, by the way.
Anyways, she got to talking about how she was going to sell her old, clunky sewing machine in a garage sale...oh, dear...
I said, 'Bette, don't sell it, I'll buy it from you, what kind is it...?'
Well, she said I could just have it, which I'm thrilled about, and you betcha I raced my little tookus over there as soon as Max woke up from his nap and took a look.
My mother-on-law has taught me that the oldies are the goodies...and are the only machines with metal parts...Well, this one's an oldy, and I'm hoping a goody. I'm going to take it over to a shop one of these days to see how much it would cost to get a tune up...and then, I'll have two machines and nothing can stop me. 
Cheryl, is this a diamond in the rough???
Cheryl, is this a diamond in the rough???
2 comments:
Awesome! My mom says the same thing about older sewing machines. She gave me an old school elna that just purrs:)
I used to use my grandma's old Singer and never had a porblem, then my madre got me a fancy shmancy Necchi (sp?) for Christmas several years ago and I just about cuss every time I go to use it. It has a ton of bells and whistles, but a person needs to be able to ring those bells (I seem to have NO musical talent) and whistle (I have never aquired that skill as well!). Enjoy your new beauty!!!!
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