As a kid, I was knee-deep into cross-stitch and embroidery. Actually, my mom ran a sweatshop of sorts--I had to embroider all our pillowcases, napkins, gifts....my tortured childhood :)
Anyway, when I was 10 years or so, my mother became very intrigued with a cross-stitch project a neighbor was working on. It was a set of two parrots against a funky (weird?) background.
I was not intrigued. I strongly disliked the way the whole thing looked and found the parrot pattern silly and boring. But no one argues with Mom. So I began....one parrot done, and the other will never be done. I could not take it anymore.
But who knew that my mother was still hanging onto the ridiculous parrots! She has great hope.


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