Have I mentioned my mother's great taste and talent of decorating? Some of it rubbed off on me. Except the sewing. She's amazing. She's made all my draperies. Took 3 years, but they're made. She's even passed her love of organization on to me: The Binder.
Laura and I used to roll our eyes at the binder. Each room has it's own section. Grid paper with the room's dimensions, paint samples, fabric samples, and pictures. Lots of pictures. Now I have one. Ok, I've had 3 in the past 3 years. All very helpful when out shopping. To match colors. For artwork. You name it, we've got the match. Wondering if that pillow will clash? No problem, get the Binder. Laura and I made many runs back to the car to get the Binder.
So, when a lampshade disintegrated, I needed help finding a new one. I looked all over Tulsa. I've carried the lampshade in the car for months. No luck. I didn't think this would be such a hard task. So I asked the help of my mother. She found this shade at home and told me to try it:
I'm thinking, just a bit big. After a hard past few weeks, I needed a smile. I laughed out loud when I put it on. It reminded me of a toadstool. The picture really doesn't do it justice. Oh well, the search goes on! Thanks for the thought, Sus.
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this picture made me laugh. your binder story reminds me of the "Friends" episode with monica and her wedding binder!
thanks. and don't even get me started on wedding binders--you don't want to know what Sus has categorized for "that special day" already. I keep telling her to pray for the guy instead of cutting things out of magazines. But whatever makes her happy!!
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