Paddy O' Furniture.

What's Irish and comes out in the springtime?

Paddy O' Furniture!

Patio furniture..... get it?

Speaking of which, we needed new patio chairs as our old ones all broke between being weather-beaten and having asses sitting on them for years and years but the iron table is still ok so I wanted cast-iron  ones like the ones pictured above, the French bistro style and it would match the table( although the table being black anything would match but you know what I mean) and my hubby actually had the nerve to suggest we get those incredibly tacky fugly god-awful macrame chairs! Can you believe it? Ewww! He likes the most gaudiest things! No way!  He said the ones I like are, as always(ha, ha) too expensive (I have a millionaires taste on a pauper's budget as my mother always likes to say and that probably comes from that we used to have $$$ and now we don't) so he ended up getting 2 similar( in the way they are black metal at least) chairs(pictured below) that cost less and are much plainer and simple( but at least he got cushions for them) but were still supposed to be 150$ each(which is still alot just for a patio chair!) but he was able to get for half-price as they were the display models(and only the 2 were left) so it will have to do for now and we keep looking out for sales to get the other 4 chairs and add to our collection. For awhile there I was afraid we'd just have to settle for the cheap plastic lawn chairs! I still hate the feeling of always having to settle  though because we just can't afford the stuff I like and really want anymore like we used to and I also hate being poor now,too.

I had a weird dream as well that the real reason the 17 YR old is going to Vancouver to visit her sisters for 3-4 months is that she's secretly pregnant, you know, like in the Olden Days when a girl was prego she'd go away for a few months, have her baby and give it away, no one any the wiser, and come back home. I asked her and she laughed, asking how and I said, The usual way and she said she doesn't even have a BF but I reminded her that I didn't know the 21 YR old did either when she was 17 but she was secretly dating a boy behind my back even though the rule is no dating until you're 18 because we want them to concentrate on school, plus we don't want to have to worry about any teen parents either, and she does always wear big baggy sweatshirts and baggy hoodies so we wouldn't really notice if she was, and I let her know just in case if she ever was that we would deal with it(we've gotten thru much worse) and I would support and help her, and I would just be thankful that she didn't kill her baby! That's something that I could never forgive. A friend from our old church also had another grandchild last week, something like her 4th or 5th, maybe even 6th; I've lost track, and she has such a beautiful name,too: Zarina,  but I keep getting this  bad feeling she'll die of  SIDS( something that always terrified me to death with my own babies) and I hope I'm wrong about, and I just read an article the other day too scientists think it might be genetic; some faulty genome that causes the heart to stop and maybe it's true as two of my hubby's nephews Both  lost babies to SIDS......I have to say I wonder if leukemia is too as not only did the 22 YR old have it when he was 7 but one of my hubby's nephew's son also  had it, too. so my father-in-law had two grandsons who went thru it!

Last night around 3 am I was also woken up by the Emergency Broadcast blaring thru on my radio about an armed and dangerous man loose in the area and he's still on the loose now which I have to say is quite unsettling, and when I was a little kid and I heard about an armed man I just used to think it meant that he had arms as opposed to armless, no arms, like a war amputee(I know, I was a dumb kid) and I finally found out what causes the stinging rash in the small of my back:  the rubber bath mat we have in the tub is all ripped and has this huge gaping hole in the middle and when I scoot up I end up rubbing and scraping the small of my back thru the hole and onto the enamel of the tub, thus causing the irritation! Bingo! The 13 YR old desperately needs a haircut as well as it's been 3 months( he last got one just before Christmas) and his bangs now go down to his chin and the poor kid looks like a sheepdog, or a feral child and I keep begging my hubby to take him to the barber for a haircut but he keeps having all these excuses that he's too busy,etc. and I said I'll book the app't online, all he has to do is take him but he keeps brushing me off, either too cheap not wanting to pay for it(even though it's only 20$) or couldn't be bothered to take the time to take him, so I just decided to go ahead and book it anyway and if he won't take him I'll just get the 26 YR old or the 17 YR old to walk him up(it's just in town) and if he won't pay for it my mother will( and she pays for pretty much everything anyway as it is) I don't have to depend on him for anything anymore! I'm soooo done  with that shit. he's not reliable and now every time he's a colossal asshole to me I'll just rub his toothbrush up and down my butt-crack  as "payback"  and sweet revenge.

When I was growing up I wanted to be a flight attendent as well so that I could travel the world but then later I found out you had to be pretty so that left me out but now I'm 54 and have been to 37 countries so far so ugly people can still get to travel; we just have to pay for it, and my BFF tried out to be a flight attendent once and got so far( because she is pretty) but ended up dis-qualified because she smokes and has high BP. She owns her own Korean restaurant now, just like her parents always did.They owned a dry cleaners,too. I also believe that there is one Universal Truth and that all religions try to follow it to the best of their ability, and yesterday I smelled my first BBQ of the spring,too: my next-door, neighbour, and I wonder if I'm the only person who gives nick-names to my neighbours,too, such as The Scottish Lady, The Guy With The Black Dog, The Drug Dealers, The Crazy Guy Who Talks Out Loud To Himself, The Old Couple That Live In The Corner House, The Drunk Fire Chief,  The People That Live In ____________ Old House, etc...?

I feel like I’m the least symmetrical person in the world sometimes.