Thursday, January 24, 2008
I received an e-mail from my brother announcing a party for my mother's 90th birthday in late February. The panic was short lived. I can't go, and wouldn't if I could go. My family and I just don't do well together. My weirdness is just enough that they can't handle me being around with out it leading to "something." We hadn't seen each other in many years. My brother (who's really okay), my sister and my mother came to visit last summer. It was two months of on again off again anxiety attacks for me. Then a month of "I should have said..." No way I'm going to willingly drive 8 hours to put myself in that same scenario again. And I wouldn't have the home court advantage.
Anyway, I decided I "should" make my mother a birthday present. She's still very active, drives, bowls, etc., so I thought a bowling towel would be a good present for her to push into the back of the closet and never use. (Lest you think I exaggerate, most of her friends don't even know I exist. Two monumental birthdays ago, she threw my hand made gift behind the couch when she found out it was from me and not the friend she thought it was from. This was after she gushed over it and exclaimed how gorgeous it was. My niece informed her it was from me, and she said, "Oh," and threw it over her shoulder behind the couch.) Piece of work, my mother is. I had decided to make her some short socks for bowling, but that's just too much work for something that will be discarded, and I'd have to use some of my precious sock yarn to do it. The towel is cotton I rarely knit with and am happy to use up.
So here is the four inches of towel I'm making for her. Dutiful daughter that I am. And I'll mail it to my sister, where the party is going to be so that it will get put on the table with all the other gifts so that the rest of the family knows I acknowledged her birthday even if my mother never will.
"Why?" you ask....I'm not sure. I'll think about it (read: obsess) alot during the next few weeks and will probably never come up with an answer.
So that was pretty much the extend of my knitting yesterday.