I grew to love the candlesticks. It was a beautiful thing. I was happy, they were happy. They reveled in the fact that they were the ONLY breakable items in my house. I reveled in the fact that they were so colorfully enthusiastic. It was a comfortable relationship of mutual respect.
Then one of the boys threw a ball in the house. One candlestick did not react well. One candlestick was shattered beyond repair.
Then there was two. Two. Only two didn’t look very good. Two was too few. Two was too lonesome. Two didn’t follow the rule of odd for decorating. Boo on two.
I went for help. Southern Living didn’t have them (hence the DISCONTINUATION sale). Ebay did. I bid. I bid. I won! I won a lot of two for $15 a piece. Two plus two equalled four.
Then there was four. Four? Only four didn’t look very good. Four was too many. Four was a crowd. Four didn’t follow the rule of odd for decorating. Boo on four.
I separated the new pair. I placed one of the newbies in a closet. Bye, bye one. Four minus one equaled three.
Then there was three. Three. Three looked good. Three was company. Three follows the rule of odd for decorating. Yeah for three.
Then one of the boys crawled onto the counter and pushed a candlestick onto the floor. One candlestick did not react well. One candlestick was shattered beyond repair.
I brought back newbie. I released him from the closet. Hi one! Two plus one equals three.
Then there was three. Three. Three looks good. Three is company. Three follows the rule of odd for decorating. Yeah for three.*
*That is as of the time of this post. I still have three boys…and no candlesticks held in reserve. I am living on the edge.
I bought three candlesticks on the Southern Living discontinuation sale for $5 a piece.
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My name is Holly Homer & I am the Dallas mom of three boys…
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Very cool post, and honest to goodness, I hung on every word.
Be blessed, Jen
Truly impressive. I’d have to have pots and pots of coffee to be so poetic. And Maybe a lobotomy.
You are one brave woman…You might want to look into getting some extra, just in case. You don’t want to get stuck with just two again or even…gasp…only one. After all…one is the loneliest number.
What a great post, Holly! I loved it and was almost expecting there to be music at any moment – like it should be a great little decorating song!! I love the candelsticks too, btw!! Hope they manage to survive a while – 3 boys – I dunno?!? See you soon – Kellan
This is adorable. And you are just a bit anal retentive. Like me.