Most everyone knows that I am my mother’s daughter. Not in the sense that she birthed me…well she did that too…but in the sense that this apple fell right next to the tree. In fact, we may be sharing the same root system.

• she buys numerous sets of dishes.
• she hoards stuff.
• she throws a fabulous party.
• she can make mass amounts of food out of nothing.

I do three outta four. I need a full pantry to cook. But the dishes thing is killing my hubbie. In the last year, I received the following dishes:

• my mom’s everyday wedding set (it is green glass – so chic)
• my china wedding set
• my everyday wedding set
• my outdoor party set (it is plastic)
• my boyfriends bachelor set (it was black)
• my mom’s floral china set (its flowery and pink – perfect for a tea)

Yard sale #1 time came around and I knew I had to ditch at least one set. Out went the bachelor dishes. I sold them to a very nice lady (named “mom”) for the low price of $0. I told you, we have issues. I like to call it Obsessive Compulsive Dishes Disorder. My husband has fantasy football...I like tablesetting.

So no surprise when this past weekend I wanted the cutest polka dot plates and stars plates from Pottery Barn outlet – come on they were less than $2 a dish!!!

But notice…this is not a complete set. These are 4 salad plates in 2 different designs. If Valentines day or 4th of July come around – I am ready. And I feel that this is a compromise. I get some of my dishes – enough for a romantic couples dinner come V-day – and my husband doesn’t have to buy another house for my dishes.

That’s fair – right?

Which brings me to this point – there have gotta be some other OCD peeps out there with some lamp obsession or a weird affinity for dog art. Whatever your collection may be – DISH IT! It will comfort me – letting me know I am not a cracked plate.