Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Lamp Collecion

I don't know what it is about me that screams "give me all your old lamps."  But apparently, everyone can hear it but me.  We really need to clean out our garage, it ends up being the dumping ground for all our unused items as well as Holiday decorations.  I was getting out the Halloween decorations and noticed I have a ton of lamps.

I do not care to shop for lamps.  I don't find anything all that exciting about them, and yet I have 6 in my garage.  I can think of 4 lamps I have purchased for our house.  A snoopy one that matched Boogie's baby room (still in his "big boy" room.)  Puddin' Pop got the one that matched her bedroom set.  The lamp on my nightstand, that I bought at Target because it was "reduced"  ( I think I may have paid $7), and the Torchiere I bought to replace the old one that stood on a constant lean.  My Step Mom was visiting a couple years ago and couldn't stand looking at it.  She pulled $20 out of her purse and insisted I go right then to get a new one.  I did, and gave her back almost $12 in change.

2 of the lamps in the garage are huge table lamps that my In laws gave us when they remodeled their den.  There is also a rocking horse lamp from Step Mommy, who thought the kids might like it.  I'm saving it in case one of them goes into a horse phase.  I have no idea where the other 3 came from.  I think I need to get better at saying "Thanks, but No Thanks

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