January 19th 2012 5:30 pm
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Mom sat down at the end of the couch today, and was doing absolutely nothing. I decided that I should sit upon her lap, with my deer antler gnaw, and get in a good gnaw.
Mom would not let me up on her lap. Mom claimed she was "sewing." Middle Lad needed his Tuxedo Pants hemmed. Of course Middle Lad does not have Tuxedo pants for some "cool" reason -- only a nerd-ly reason. He is part of the Public School Symphonic Orchestra and the uniform is a tuxedo. The previously used tuxedo is his to use while he is in the Public School Symphonic Orchestra, and then gets returned for the next student.
Mom already hemmed Middle Lad's Tuxedo pants once. Right before the Christmas concert, Middle Lad was issued the numbered, student tuxedo. Since the Cincinnati area has been covered with gloom, gloom, gloom, and very brief periods of sunshine, Mom hemmed the tuxedo pants with what she "thought" was black thread. When Mom went upstairs to iron the pants, post-hemming, there was a brief, minutes long interval of sun peeking through the window. Mom then realized that the thread was Navy Blue. Banking that the preponderance of Gloom would no doubt continue, Mom decided that the Navy Blue would do until she had a chance to get black thread.
Today was the day that Mom decided to re-hem the pants with black thread, for the tuxedo must go to the Dry Cleaner. Middle Lad volunteer recently ushered at a school event where it was asked that the students wear uniforms and Middle Lad spilled coffee all over his white tuxedo shirt and the tuxedo. (The shirt was soaked for a long time in OxyClean and seems to be salvageable.)
I was quite insistent that I sit ON MOM, TODAY. Mom was equally insistent that I NOT SIT on her. Mom said that with her lack of sewing skills that assuredly if I even sat near her that the tuxedo pants would have ME, Queen Sophine, attached to the leg. She did not think that I would appreciate having to attend every concert event with Middle Lad, attached to his pant leg.
Pawsonally I think that MY needs are more important than some Geek Pant Hemming, and I made sure to glare at Mom and make her feel guilty the entire time she neglected me.
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I'd have made sure to leave dog hairs for not allowing me lap time. Lots of them.
I'd have made sure to leave dog hairs for not allowing me lap time.
Lots of them.