It’ll Be Our Secret

Shhh…don’t tell Lennie the Featherweight…but I’m having an affair.

I love Lennie…really I do.  It’s just that we’ve been together for years now and I’m tired of the. same. old. stitch. day in and day out.  Faithful, like a good dog or that geyser…that’s my Lennie.

My new man?  Oh, the things I’ve made him do for me today!  Zig-zag stitch, anyone?  And the way he zips through fabric?  Like butta.  It’s tawdry and meaningless and probably won’t go anywhere.  After all, he still lives with his mother.  But, oh the thrill of it all!

He’s good looking and plastic like Barbie’s boy-toy Ken, but, mercy, does he have himself some muscle.  Not at all like that lightweight, Lennie.  I don’t even know his name; he’s just somebody’s Brother.

Have a stitchin’ Saturday, y’all!

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3 thoughts on “It’ll Be Our Secret

  1. lol…enjoy the new machine. Sounds like you're infatuated but I'm sure that will pass and you'll go back to Lennie for his reliability . After all he's been in your life for a long time.Happy stitching.

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