Last weekend I went with my mom to a fiber event in North Chicago. My mom came to me with this event and asked if we could go together. Mom is one of those people with the itch to always be on the move. The last two years she has spent a significant time at home taking care of my dad and their life. Now she wants to go...just go about anywhere. At first I said no because I had scheduling difficulties, but with a thoughtful co-worker I was able to say yes. My wife, my mom, and I took off Friday to experience fiber together.
The fair was fun with lots of fiber, accessories, and all things yarny. I especially liked that the fair was in a very large air conditioned building. It was a little overwhelming at first, but with a game plan we attacked the fair like seasoned fair goers. We looked first and then went back to buy, at least that was what we tried to do. I saw so many cool things. Spinning wheels with cool space age knobs, handmade soap in wool sleeping bags, triangular knitting needles made from old broom handles, pottery bells, buttons, public knitting projects and yarn. Lots of yarn.
Needless to say I bought yarn, I bought buttons, I bought needles, I bought earrings, I bought. My mom, who is not a knitter, enjoyed herself, but was ready to go after half a day. I would have liked to stay and done some of the lectures, but mom was ready to find some quilt shops. So off we went. We had a really nice time together.
The trip home included a side excursion to my favorite place on the planet, IKEA. We wandered through the beautifully arranged rooms. I long to be the kind of person who could have all those clean clear surfaces uncluttered by a lifetime of junk. So of course I felt the need to buy stuff to further clutter up my life, but you know that new green rug in my bathroom is beautiful!
I wish I could spend more time like this with my mom and my wife. They truly are my favorite traveling companions.
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