Day 293 is on her way

My mom got into Chicago this Thursday. WOOHOO!!! I believe we've already discussed my fear of train platforms, oncoming trains, dying via trains, etc.... Well... nothing's changed! The tracks where I was waiting for the blue line to take me to the airport to pick up mom are right off the highway. I mean... mere feet away from very fast moving traffic. I basically found a pole and stood directly next to it, as far away from the tracks as possible, and tried not to have a panic attack before the train came. So scary!

Day 173 survived the fog

I'm scared! My friends and I went to the driving range again tonight. It was incredibly foggy on the course. This photo doesn't really do justice to the eerie scene. The mist kept rolling towards us. I was worried that I was about to star in a horror movie.

Day 160 got stuck

There are some days when I have to drive my sister to work and it always requires me waking up at some ungodly early hour of the morning. Today she let me sleep in until 7:15. How generous. After I dropped her off I got stuck at this light for literally an eternity. I aged a year, I'm sure of it. Gray hairs and everything. With all this free time, I decided to take a picture or two. This hill, McClellan, is terrifying. When we first moved her and had to drive it every now and then, I would clench onto the door, close my eyes and try not to pee myself. Seriously. Scary, scary shit. I'm glad I was at the other end of it today and didn't have to drive it. Phew!

Day 85, meet the mannequins

Today I found these adventurous mannequin ladies while roaming through mall hell. And I'm glad I did because I've really been thinking about trying something new with my hair and if you ask me, the style on the right has my name written all over it. True story: at my last job I once was given the task of researching new mannequins to use for the online shops. I spent hours looking at headless, faceless, toeless (where are their toes?!) beings of all shapes and sizes. They were generally all different, but that one common thread was always that they seriously scared the shit out of me. Another interesting side note... most mannequins have names. We ended up ordering the Elizabeth, and my office eventually began to refer to her as Lizzy. "Has UPS delivered Lizzy yet?", "Hey, how did those samples fit on Lizzy?" or "Man, Lizzy looks so great in that coat." Yes, we were all crazy. :)

Day 83 doesn't get it.

I received an extra special letter in the mail today. I'll stay away from making any comments that might be construed as offensive (hey, this is a happy sharing blog after all!), but suffice to say that even with my 13 years of catholic school education, I was thoroughly offended. The best part? It opened up into this beautiful poster. Who wouldn't want this gorgeous hanging piece in their home.......... (i'm scared.)

ps. seriously though, stop sending me this stuff. it's kinda scary. kthanks.

Day 62 is a bit scared

I really, really don't like how the lightrail tracks are so... open... here in Seattle. Maybe it's just me though...? One of my biggest NYC fears was subway tracks. Well, more specifically falling (or being pushed) into them and being crushed by an oncoming speeding train. Gruesome, I know. Whenever I knew a train was coming I'd do a quick check to make sure no one was behind me (so they couldn't push me.... I know. Totally paranoid) and then I'd wait up against the back wall, as far away from the oncoming train as possible until it was in the station. That was my little commuting ritual. And I definitely saw other people doing it too, and it felt nice to know I wasn't alone in my crazy. Here in Seattle the tracks are just... there. I had to walk across two sets of them today to get to the right side of the tracks (ha). There were walk signs and all but still... I was shaking in my boots! Somehow I made it through, but the fear still lives on.