My Owl Pillow Survives and Thrives

Anyway, when my parents moved out of their house they were packing up stuff and my mom wanted to know if I wanted to take my Owl pillow. I was like, "What do you mean do I want it?! It says 'To Mom' on it! I stitched it there myself!" And she was like, 'We're moving from a house to an apartment in the city. We gotta draw the line somewhere.' The pillow didn't make the cut. I admit the pillow hung out alone in an unused room for years.

I was like, 'Well, it's certainly not going in the friggin garbage!!!' I snatched it and put it in my box of childhood crap...

Here it is:

I still remember when I made that pillow back in the day. When I was ten or whatever and I was pretty friggin proud of it. It was one the first things I made that branched out beyond a weirdly glossed clay ashtray or a tangled lanyard. And it was a real pillow! It was coolio that I mastered the latch hook situation and I liked the owl design. (although I still remember the piss poor color choice of the first M in 'Mom' but whatever!)

Anyway, for a year it's been hanging out in the hallway of junk collecting dust occasionally being noticed by someone to make fun of it. And that's been that. But today I was sitting in my computer chair (a new chair that has never been 100% right) all day and I noticed the back of my chair was a little too concave... (or convex... which is the one is my back isn't arched but curved? That one). My back hurt sorta. I was like, 'I gotta do something about this stupid chair! If I only had something that I could put in the small of my back... I bet it would be more comfortable... something ... something like a small pillow! That's when I heard my owl hoot from the hallway...

And as I sit and type this my owl pillow has got my back perfectly. After all this time of being tossed around-- it's finally very much wanted and totally appreciated.

Good for it!

ok bye!

tOdd

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