i have a tv, Dvd player, 2 cat trees, Coffee table & Two Flower Lamps, pictures on walls, A Small bar table & two chairs. & a Couch & a Rocking chair…

11> Conducts the first week’s lessons in two chairs using imaginary
driving motions and engine sounds.

10> Keeps stopping in the middle of your lesson to deliver pizzas.

9> Fails you unless you can get the airbag to pop.

8> Instead of emergency brakes on his side of the car, he has a
passenger-side accelerator and a mini bar stocked with Wild Turkey and Ho
Ho’s.

7> Has "P – R – D – 2 – 1" painted on his fly and keeps yelling, "Shift!"

6> Has a working saw blade on the hood and mutters about "fixing
Speed Racer for good".

5> Immediately fails you because his Carmen Miranda-style hat
doesn’t fit in your Escort.

4> Day One: "Chinese Fire Drills", "Basic Mooning Techniques"
and "Reloading a 9mm at 90 mph."

3> Always divides class into "shirts" and "skins."

2> When he yells "England," you’re supposed to start driving on
the other side of the road.

and the Number 1 Sign Your Driving School Instructor is Nuts…

1> Insists you turn off the headlights and "use the Force."
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I would like to find an indoor, regular height (not bar height), round, black table with two chairs that do not fold flat. This isn’t so hard. The hard part is, I’m poor (aren’t we all?). So I’m hoping to find a set for less than 0. Does anyone have one or know of one that’s available?

Getting ready to close on our first home.
It’s not huge, a nice starter home.
Has an eat-in kitchen. I really like the bar height tables and chairs and we’ve found a table we like that comes with two chairs and both rounded ends of the table fold down for space.
Q1. Would a bar height or standard height make the kitchen look bigger?

One of the first things on our to-do list is get the bathroom remodeled. A local contractor did my parent’s bathroom a few years ago and it looked great. We ordered a custom sized extra long and wide shower base and then had the walls tiled in 6inch tiles (pretty sure it’s 6"). The walls were painted Cocoa Mocha (a neutral creamy tan color). But the plans for this new home are to do it in muted blue colors-possibly.
Q2. What tile size looks best in a smaller bathroom? Should i look for more 6in tiles or go for the really small ones?

Any other paint/decor tips you’d like to share that worked well for you–i’d appreciate it.

Thanks in advance!

Two sofas, a recliner, lounge chair w/ottoman, 2 small end tables, big screen tv. When I put the two chairs in the corner opposite the big screen in the opposite corner, all the lamp and clock cords show. floor is wood laminate on a slab floor. Room is open to kitchen with a bar at one end. Entry leads to living room, so wall that TV on is open at one end.

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It’s a funny thing. Looking at your own reflection,
only to realize you don’t recognize it.

Only to realize you don’t know the girl staring back at you.

I glide through the stacks of West Ridge Library. It started local, but it’s now the second largest library in the state. Three floors and my favorite happens to be the second. I make my way to my haven; the young adult section of the library where there are five long, metal shelves of teen rated fiction. There is a circle of purple, comfy chairs and four tall tables with barstools, two chairs to a table. The window stretches across the wall, revealing the snow-lit traffic below. I stand face to the heater, staring emptily at my reflection. My skin, as pale as a ghost, but I never understood that simile, anyway. My hair hangs to my chest, dark spiral curls in perfect locks. Curly hair. Super curly hair. A few freckles. Good eyebrows. Deep blue eyes. Awkward nose. I’m not awful.
I stay in this position for about three minutes, until I notice some kids on the purple chairs. Three of them, a girl and two boys. They’re dressed in some kind of school uniform, and they appear to be doing homework, but the girl is stretched across the taller boy’s lap and they’re giggling about something pretty hilarious. The other boy looks over at me.

What’s with the khaki?

I start scanning the books, but by now I can almost recite the first couple rows. I’ve read stacks of stories here, and each time I find a character I wish I was more like. I spend a lot of time here, and I like to read.

Either that or I’m just genuinely amazed by the new coffee machine on the first floor.
I make my way to school. It’s seven fifteen am, and I can see my breath in the air. The sun peeks from the south, just to get some rays through.

Just to light up the sky.

It paints the atmosphere a dark blue and leaves the south with a pinkish glow. The snow on the ground, small crystals packed tight. It looks so soft. It looks so gentle. Untouched by human hands, the snow lay there collected, showing me the only sign of simplicity I’d see all day. I walk through the doors of Westview Junior High School, the same doors that have haunted me for almost a year and a half. I gave my first push on this door last year when I left elementary behind and became a seventh grader, but things were much different then. It’s amazing how much someone can change over a year. The bell rings just as the heavy door slams behind me. The halls flood with empty heads, which will most likely be empty when the bell signals dismissal. I take a step back and freeze in my tracks. They all pass my by. I wa