Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Every Fall I like to display a big elk antler that we dragged home from the in-laws elk ranch...yes they used to ranch these elk when there was a market for their antlers in Asia. Supposedly there are some medicinal properties in the antlers when they are in the velvet. If you didn't know this already, elk naturally shed their antlers every single year and grow new ones. Anyway the in-laws ranch is stocked with more antlers than one knows what to do with. As I placed the large antler upon the piano I was pondering my home. I was thinking such things as "does my home represent my design aesthetic or how much am I influenced by what I see online or in magazines but don't really love the look?" I started feeling bad because when I looked around it wasn't exactly how I wanted it to look...AND then I thought "bad Christina". I do not want to ever fall victim of not being grateful for what I have or feeling like things have to be a certain perfect. Every time I think I have mastered the concept of replacing gratitude for negative thoughts or feelings, I really haven't completely. I'm afraid it will always be something I will have to work on. I feel like I am much better at it in my more experienced life but still....Besides I should feel happy that I have worked over my home on one of the tightest budgets and that is something to mention. In fact my husband should thank me profusely.
Speaking of mentionables and husband and a budget I may also need to discuss the time I decided to buy a toilet tattoo. Have you seen 'em? Seriously why would one ever put one up on the check out stand right next to the latest Elle Decor and feel good about it. Oh I had big plans I tell you. I snuck that thing into the home, placed it on husbands toilet (which happens to be mine as well) and waited. I only wish I could have seen his face when he went to use the restroom that fine evening. I didn't hear him laugh and he didn't give me any kind of reaction but I am convinced that he must have been amused on the inside..he just had to have been. I finally couldn't handle it anymore so I said to him, "did you um like the new toilet tattoo..I was thinking about you and your love for nature".
Always thinking of him and not me.
P.S. - My home is looking a little too traditional. Time to mix it up.
P.S.S - If you are thinking of a toilet tattoo I must mention that it is best to have one of them small kind of toilets.
Posted by Full House at 12:22 PM