Didn't fail at any discrete thing, my dad just went off on me the other night and repeatedly let me know that he considers me a failure right now, especially re: deciding to move twice in one year, investing time in non-masculine hobbies/skillsets (sewing etc), telling my parents that it is almost definite that I am never going to be giving them grandkids. After reminding my dad that he was my age over FORTY FUCKING YEARS ago, that he changed cities three times when he was 22, and was working minimum wage jobs for a few years after college, he settled down a bit. It just made me feel a bit shitty. (sorry for making this a mini-pubski, bfv :/)
Does he know how good you are at it? Not meddling in your family politics, but perhaps the fact that you're talented might make a difference. It's difficult to pursue creative endeavors, but being good at them helps a lot. Everyone thinks art related pursuits are a waste of time until you succeed at it. Then they will act as if it's the most natural thing ever. Seen it many times.
First, thanks for having faith in me, I really do appreciate it. He admitted that he gave up trying to understand what I do, musically or in any other regard, a few years ago. We have such radically different interests, artistic experiences, and tastes that there is virtually no common ground between a.) the things I make and b.) things he understands/likes. I think it was easier for him to be supportive when I was making things he enjoyed listening to. (potentially enjoyable sidenote: I'm making everyone in my family christmas gifts this year. My brother is getting one of these, my sister gets one of these, my mom one of these. Due to the fact that he wouldn't know a good garment if it strangled him, my dad is getting the most boring navy blue tie I can muster.)
I want the maroon sweater but with a Hubski logo as the patch.
That sucks. Something I never thought about until now was how lucky I was to have a Dad that was happy that I knew how to sew, cook, clean, etc. And in the spirit of the post, here is Feist on Sesame Street. Everytime I change computers my iTunes gets screwed up (songs and album art disappear, etc) and I found out last night all of my Feist except this song was missing. And I also started listening to the only 2 Xmas albums I ever play: