Mother's Day Contest!
I've never done a Mother's Day post before, and I thought I would incorporate one into my blogiversary contest month. I've never really talked about my mother on my blog, and we certainly have had our ups and downs. I won't be seeing her on Sunday partially because she's never been big on holidays (even when they're all about her) and this year specifically because my parents are finally putting a bid on a house on the west coast of Florida.
My dad took an early retirement package about ten years ago from CTA, where he worked his entire career after starting work there as a teenager cleaning buses, then as a bus mechanic, then fixing trains, punctuated by enlisting in the Air Force so he wouldn't be drafted into the Army and years in Vietnam, Korea, Guam and much of Southeast Asia. When he got back he finished his engineering degree at night at IIT and went back to CTA as an engineer.
But I digress. This is not about him. Mom is 60 and Dad is 59, and they are both in very good health, so it is great that they are finally going to do something they want to do, with what should be a long time to enjoy it. Plus now I get another nice place to visit! LOL.
Anyway, the one conclusion I've come to about my parents is that although I may have my differences and ups and downs with them, there are just so many things I did learn and "get" from them. For many of those things, I'm grateful. I can even laugh at the not so great traits I got from both of them now and not even cringe when Jim will say something about me reminding of one of them.
I decided to pull some old pictures of my mom and scan them in to show you.
Me and my mom, about 1975, with the ever-present rear end of our dog, Bambi, who managed to get into every shot my dad took throughout my childhood:
My mom really hates pictures being taken (which is NOT something I've gotten from her - I have loved having pictures taken since I was little.) She was kind of a fashionista for not really going anywhere except walking to the store or the library or cleaning the house. I think she was going through a no-makeup phase at this point.
Here we are at Brookfield Zoo maybe a year later:
I'm wearing a knit poncho that her mom made for me, and she's stylin' a 1970s pantsuit. My mom used to sew all of my clothes until I was seven or eight years old, and she liked to crochet, too. Her mom primarily was a knitter, but also crocheted. So these are things I got from her side of the family, as my dad's mom only sewed to alter things to her liking, one of these things being to shorten her dolly-partonesque bra straps with the sewing machine. She'd wear these rotary cup bras (think Madonna in the early 90s) and shorten the straps so that her chest would be almost up to her shoulders. She wore size 5 shoes and was a shoe collector - she had probably every shoe she ever bought, so there were some from the 1930s and 1940s up through the current period of the late 1970s!! When I was a little girl (like 9 or so) I could try on all of these fabulous shoes in a rainbow of colors and styles as the shoes almost fit me!
Here's my mother, clearly not happy at having her picture taken and giving my father the "look"
I've certainly made that face when Jim has taken my picture - remember this?
I like this picture of my mom. She looks happy and at peace with herself and the world. Yes, that is me she's holding.
I think one of the most important qualities my mom gave me was her love of reading and writing. She taught me to read very early, around three years old, and we would walk to the library, about a mile away, every few days and I would get more books than I could carry. The librarian would look at me with a raised eyebrow, as if she were doubtful that I would actually read those books before the due date. Then she would really be surprised when I would come back a few days later to return them all. She would question me about the books, as she didn't believe I read them, and I would be able to tell her all about them. This reading ability carried me all the way through high school without even having to study or even pay much attention in school. So besides the gift of life, this was one of the most important gifts my mother could have given me, and it's shaped my life in so many ways.
Now, for the contest portion - please answer which ever of these questions speak to you:
What did you learn from your mom?
If you are a mom yourself, what is the most important thing you are trying to teach your children?
What's the best book you've read in the past few years?
To continue on the theme, the prize is a copy of The Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs, which includes all elements mentioned: reading, knitting and mother-daughter relationships.
I'll randomly pick a winner on Monday, so be sure to get your comments posted by then! Happy Mother's Day!








































































