Saturday, October 30, 2010

Furniture and Obsessive Cumpulsive Attention Deficit Disorder

Ever since me and my Mom started taking our upholstery classes I've been just obsessed with furniture. I'm not much of a traditional girl so it's no wonder that I find atypical items catching my attention. I recently came across the makings of Vincent Thomas Leman who's furniture pieces are remind me of a dancing caricature from Beauty and the Beast in a Salvador Dali painting. I absolutely love these items however they would never be found in my home. Not just because the cheapest piece is worth more than my car but also I am sort of minimalistic in my decor and like straight lines, everything parallel with either the walls or floor. I've come to love buying black and white CD and DVD boxes from IKEA and keep everything I own in them. I recently purchased and label maker and have been quite obsessive with it. Sure it's driving my husband mad but at least he'll be able to find his neck ties when he's running late (arranged by color spectrum I might add).



I remember when I was a child I became obsessed with scissors, once i knew how they worked. I knew they were kept in the right hand drawer of the kitchen island and I just couldn't stop cutting things. I cut my mom's receipts, incoming mail, my hair, pieces of clothing I knew my mom wouldn't notice..it just would not stop! I was like, Desiree scissor hands or something. Point being I've got a bad case of OCD. don't be surprised if you run into me at the grocery store and you see labels on my purse, clothing, forehead...etc.



I used to read serendipity children's books. My favorite part was the end when you learned the moral of the story so here goes. The moral of this story is:

Don't get ADD OCD. You will not be able to finish a story without starting 3 or 4 new ones. I was supposed to be talking about dancing furniture...not cutting things. Sheesh...

Friday, October 29, 2010

What's in a name?

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." - Juliet Capulet

So I wonder, what IS in a name? One can only imagine that there are a myriad of baby books with names from every corner of the earth so I can only wonder how one chooses a name for their baby.

In Biblical times, children were named by their character, their attitudes moods and affections (or lack of). Does anyone do that anymore? Who gives birth to a baby and waits to name him until he's 3 or 4? What do you call him until then? "Hey you! Stop eating your mocos! Get those fingers outta there! No not you, your brother." ...See the dilemma?

Ecclesiastes 7:1 says "A good name is better than precious ointment; and the day of death than the day of one's birth". Remember people were named by their actions and character. There were no online gossip columns posting about the neighborhood harlot or magazines or news broadcasts. The reputation you carried with you was literally in your name. What if my name was determined by my reputation? What a scary thought! On our day of birth we have no reputation, however on our day of death our reputation is as full and developed as it will ever be.

How about you. If your reputation determined your name, what would it be?