Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Genetic or Learned Disorder?

Mr. RBR jokingly (sort of) calls my mom and me Sanford and Son. You know, the sitcom about a junk dealer and his grown son?

My mom and I looooove junk--when I say junk I don't mean garbage. I mean cool old stuff. And we love decorating too. You could say... it's genetic. Mr. RBR would say it's a genetic disorder.

In fact my mom owns a store--actually two stores--with her sister. The stores are connected. One store is an antique mall. People rent out booths and sell their finds.

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The other store--it's ALL my mom and aunt's finds.

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There are stores that have fabulous vignettes, where they lay out for the customer exactly how an item can be used. My mom's store isn't like that. You have to DIG for your prize. ha! Don't believe me? Here's some pictures. It's literally stacked to the ceiling with fun, funky, cool, old... stuff.

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Good thing this store is in a different city than I live in. I'd be in real trouble if I were closer. The antique mall side has cool stuff too. These two vignettes reminded me of some bloggers I follow.

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Red, cozy, a little crafty... Thrifty Decor Chick!

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Soft blues, metallics, a bust... Centsational Girl!

What do you think, am I nuts? ha!

Anyway, I do wonder if my mom and my love of all things decor is genetic. Afterall we look alike, sound alike, we enjoy doing many of the same things. We even dressed alike on accident this Thanksgiving. Seriously. Almost identical. EMBARRASSING.

The reason I wonder about this is because of MY family. You see, not all of my children are genetically related to me. And this Christmas one of my sons started holiday decorating with an enthusiasm that really touched my heart.

He made this wreath with his own hands, and then tried it in several locations before finally settling on the back door.

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And then he came up with the idea all on his own to hang a single ornament on EVERY SINGLE DOORKNOB in the house.

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And then he primped the tree just so. Going back again and again until the ornaments were just where he wanted them. Can you see his little heart bursting with pride over what he created?

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Yeah. It's not Clayton, my biological son. It's Zack. Zack was adopted. And from somewhere (his biological parents? me?) my son is starting to find the inspiration to decorate. And he is loving it.

I am too.

6 comments:

  1. So cool! My son also LOVES to decorate (as do I) for the holidays. He also hung and ornament or bell on each doorknob! How funny!

    Loving Zack's enthusiasm!

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  2. That is just the sweetest story. It seems you have another decorator in your midst. Love that he had to decide just where should the wreath go. Ah back door - perfect!
    How lucky to have a Mum and Aunt with those shops. I could already see myself shopping up a storm in them. They're full of my idea of shopping, something with a bit of history always appeals!

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  3. OMG! I love that hutch/dresser under the set of green tables! I have no use for it.... but i could think of something! lol! Zack's face is too darn cute!

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  4. I love that you love to decorate. I love in your mom's store but unlike you I have no ability what so ever to invision where it could go or how I could use it. I very jealous of your talent and I am hoping if Zack can pick it up in a couple years sometime soon it should rub off on me! Zacks smile - priceless!

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  5. I am truely enjoying your blog and getting a ton of inspiration but I have to say the "tires or testicles" sign had me about to squirt juice out my nose from laughing! my 3 sons share a room and its in the process of being made over into vintage transportation, Im soooooooo making this sign for in there! HA!

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  6. hahahah! That's great Petunia! :)

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