Saturday, February 21, 2009
A Mother's Chagrin
I'm spending some time with my parents in North Carolina. Mom does a lot of needlework, mostly needlepoint nowadays, but she used to do crewel, counted cross stitch, knitting and crocheting. I didn't get this gene. When I was younger I tried. I really did. Not relaxing. Not theraputic. The thought of needlework causes hives. Hot glue is too much for me. I love her work, and she's happily making a pillow with a million flowers and colors for the windowseat in my dining room. Maybe one of my brothers will be like Rosie Greer and pick up needlepoint. Love you Mom!