Right Fellas!
Two months ago precisely - I started off on a new and awe-inspiring journey. It was to be a year of Simple Abundance...In my heart of hearts I was looking for a simple life, what was I thinking? I was destined for sainthood and even if I say so myself - was beginning to get a tad bored being so abstemious - putting it bluntly - it's not in my nature to be penurious so I was fighting against the tide - going against the wind of change. By the way I'm still waiting on the bloody daffodils to appear!! What I thought were daffodils back in January turned out to be snow flakes!! The daffodils have been teasing the hell out of me - now you see me - now you don't - If you really want me, you can buy me in Safeway for $1.99 a bunch, or I could stop off the next time I'm in the Mayfair Mall and pick up a bunch in the shop after I've had my nice Italian coffee...hmm
You know all this depressing recession stuff is making me go gaga!! I heard the other day on the radio that Paris Hilton was doing her bit to help the world and is buying all around her with gusto. I can see the economic logic of that and I take my hat off to Paris...always liked the girl despite the mean things people said about her. She had a reality show on t.v. recently to help her choose a new BF (best friend). I so wanted to take part but I guess I was on the wrong side of 40!!
To cut to the chase, the Universe didn't like the 'new me' either. After the Cleopatra bed for Claudia, the latest acquisition to force its way into my life - DESPITE putting up a good fight (well not really...I must be honest!!) - was this gorgeous metallic golden/bronze beauty of a car. Did I need to get a Mercedes Benz? No, probably not, but the car came into our life rather than the other way around. The extraordinary thing about the motor industry is that prices have dropped considerably and new incentive packages make it most attractive for people to purchase new cars.
We were at the airport on Saturday morning dropping Claudia off on her way to Calgary for the Spring break, when Lo and behold - a vision in white appeared - No, not an angel but not too far off. It was a new mercedes benz model but we could not believe how fuel economic it was as well as incredibly low interest rates and to cut a long story short - they made it very easy for this new baby to enter the family. So two months after YOSA began - we've adopted two new kids in the 3rd world, a new bed and now a new car - HOLY SMOKES - that's after only two months...I think somebody somewhere is trying to tell me something...I swear to God it's not me. I really have tried very hard to be very good, even though I must admit feeling that if nobody is spending, the economy everywhere is going to KRASH - and a loud noisy one too.
The truth of the matter is we needed a new car since my current van has been in the family since Claudia was 2 - so it's not like we are impulsive with cars and seeing as I spend a lot of time on the road - the inevitable had to happen!! It was a gas-guzzler and was just about entering the danger zone of very expensive repair jobs. The new model has a 7 year warranty - no repair bills for 7 years and cheaper fuel costs - no argument on that.
We collect the new baby tomorrow D.V. I just love the thought of out with the old in with the new. I did another major clean-out at home and 3 more black sacks made their way to Value Village on their way to charities in Africa. So that's the end of that!!
Haven't been blogging for a while due to the pressures of getting this baby book out. I did not like the art work for the cover so have a new Dutch artist now whose work I absolutely LOVE. By the time the book comes out, it will have had quite an International body of people working on it - Irish, Dutch, Canadian and Polish!! A labour of love - even if I say so myself.
That's all the news thus far - Hope y'all had a great St. Patrick's Day. Yes, I did go mad on St. Patrick's Day - I always do. Got dressed up in 40 shades of green and saw a rainbow on my way into work. I stopped off and bought some golden coin chocolates in Save-on-foods and some miniature green and white cupcakes. When I got into work I put out some sweets for the patients and dropped some around the offices to spread De Love. A little girl going up on the elevator with her mum and granny was thrilled when I opened up my green bag and offered her a fist full of dollars! Her mum by way of thanks laughed "I see you are wearing enough green for all of us!!". Twas a grand day by all accounts.
I cooked up the traditional Green cabbage, white potatoes, orange carrots and Pink Bacon for hubby. Later we went out to an evening of Irish music which would have been fantastic if the lead singer could sing - everything about her was perfect, except her voice. It sounded like sour mild for want of a better description but I loved her dress - green velvet to the ground with long red hair. She was about 90 but great energy trying to get us to buy her cds. The dancers were fantastic and I see they have new Irish dancing costumes now. The big fancy $2,000 dresses are 'so yesterday'. The new ones are sleek, much cheaper and easier to wear I'm sure. Black with colourful skirts - 2 blondes with red skirts (the prettiest and best dancers) two dark haired girls with purple skirts, and two reddish haired girls with green skirts - so on stage they looked quite sophisticated. They all wore the funny curly wigs which bounced up and down and looked like a hundred little piggy tails bundled together. Diamonds shone from their hair and they smiled throughout their dances. I am sure they found it much easier to dance without the big stiff heavy dresses of yesteryear.
We did not wait for the finish as Kevin and Ali found the lady with the sour milk voice too hard to bear. Even in church, Kevin has a very sensitive ear for music. I could listen to anything, as long as I don't have to do dishes!! Outside in the streets young guys were going around sloshed wearing the green t-shirts and disgracing us Irish folk in front of all the lovely polite folk. I'm sure people realised that they weren't Irish just wearing green t-shirts bearing the usual "Kiss Me I'm Irish". Ali hates the fact people associate the Irish with drink and behaving like clowns. Poor St. Patrick has a lot to answer for and I'm sure he never in his life put a drink to his mouth.
I forgot to mention I also got jelly snakes for the girls to share with their friends. I told Claudia to tell her pals that St. Patrick was famous for driving the jelly belly snakes from Ireland.
That's all the news this end.
Hope you are all well and thriving and Thanks be to God - Ireland won the Triple Crown and the Grand Slam for the 1st time in 61 years - YEE HAW!! - On the strength of it we're going out to dinner tonight for Ali's birthday... we were going to go out anyway.
Be good to yourselves...realise life is short...Poor Natasha Richardson being a case in point...I so so sympathise with her family - I fell and broke my ankle on a beginners ski slope - I HATE HATE HATE Skiing - Seriously what is the point? I mean you're racing down a ski slope but yet you've no bus or train to catch? Can anybody persuade me otherwise that Skiing is not for the faint-hearted or the level-headed!! If you love skiing - we can agree to differ.
Love Y'all
Patricia Delisha xxx
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