Showing posts with label exploding iron. Show all posts
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Friday, July 13, 2007

Frightening Friday

Mom made this hat/visor yesterday. (Actually, she made the sculpture, too, but not yesterday.) She bought a visor like this the summer Gizzy came to live here (15 years ago) when she and little Mr Karate were visiting her brother, Mr Cabinetmaker, in Catifornia. But over the years it wore out. So she took the old one apart and figured out how to make a new one using the old one as a pattern.I think somecat has a quilt with this gold fabric on the back. Kona, maybe? Anyway, Mom started sewing this hat the night before, but the iron exploded.

Really! She was working on the hat, and the iron was on, when all of a sudden it started to make sizzling and snapping noises, and then she heard a crackle and she looked up at the same time it made a popping sound and a flame came out of the soleplate of the iron.

Eeek!

By that time she was hurrying to unplug the thing and throw it outside. So she couldn't finish the hat because she needs an iron to sew. She was wicked happy she had finished all the Holiday Gizzy Quilts two days ago. This morning she got up and went out to buy another one.This one beeps when it's hot, and then after sitting there for 8 minutes, it beeps and shuts itself off. Mom has to wiggle it for it to get hot again.

Then it beeps. Again.

Noisy little sucker. Other than that Mom seems to be happy with it.


That wasn't the only scary thing that happened, though. Check this out:

(You know, somebody once said that any bozo can tell you what is right in front of you, but you have to be really "with it" to know something is supposed to be somewhere and it's missing.)

In this picture, my cat hammock is GONE! EEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!

Turns out Mom took advantage of the fact that I was napping under the bed and took it down so she could wash it. I really let her know I wasn't happy to find it missing. The whole time while she was putting it back I was giving it to her, letting her know to HURRY THE HECK UP!

She listened. It's back, and it's clean and smells nice.


Of course, the freakiest thing of all is that today is Friday the 13th! W00t!