Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Let Me Out Of Here!!

Leaving a local Coney Island after having breakfast I spot something that strikes me a bit odd across the street. 
Husband, do you see something in that garage window up top?  Something seems a bit off…  Pull down the alley and let’s have a look.

We pull down the alley and slow down.  Now fortunately I have my camera with super zoom in my purse, you know – so we don’t have to get too close.

And yes, something is a bit odd in the garage across the alley – I’d say it’s the owner’s sense of humor, that’s what is a bit off…

Look closely – not only is there a life sized doll in the window with her arms up waiving for help, right next to her skirt in the lower corner is another blonde headed doll, craning out the window to catch a look at the outside world that eludes them – since, you know, they are trapped in the attic and all.

Hey isn’t there a book, turned movie about them called "Flowers in the Attic"?  Yeah – warped, I think the homeowner might be a little warped – either that or his family is trapped in the attic – which in that case, yeah, then they would be a lot warped…

Doesn’t it look like the dolls have kicked the walls so hard the siding is coming loose? 

Hmmm, dolls, that’s what I keep telling myself they are – just two life sized blonde dolls…. Spooky!

Monday, October 27, 2014

Post Delay New Computer on Fritz AGAIN

Hi all, I'm on a borrowed computer again - my two month old computer has died again.  I assume I'll be up and running shortly just a soon as I have three hours to sit on the phone with Dell - yes, I said Dell.  Should have stuck with HP.  Hope to back by Weds.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Mannie Nanny

Whew, there you are.  This store is so big I was getting a bit scared.

Every time I turned around my face was in a rack of clothes, it was so dark, I couldn’t see past anything – racks of shirts, jeans, sweaters, coats – everywhere – right in may face.

Your hand seems a bit cold, but that’s alright – I’ll hold it and warm it up for you.  Just don’t let go okay, this place is scary.  

There are people everywhere and I don’t know any of them.  They are all in a hurry hauling bags, or shopping right above me at the racks hitting my in the face with their purses.  I’m not having any fun.

Let’s not come here again.  Can we go, now that I’ve found you?  Please, I’m ready to get out of here – it’s like things aren’t real.

So I must admit – I found this picture on the internet and I have no idea where it came from.  I saved it because it was too cute and I thought for sure I would remember where I copied it from and give them credit – but I don’t.  So thanks – this is a great shot!

I am also guessing this pictures was taken by his mom – who must have been tickled with her sons cuteness!

Monday, October 20, 2014

Living Someone Else's List


You know how people have buckets lists and things they want to do before they die?  Yeah – well I accomplished something on someone else’s bucket list yesterday….

I completed a Half Marathon.

Wow – cool – wonderful – good for me!  

Except I never had any urge to do one before.  My friend talked me into it, said it’ll be fun, we can train together – blah, blah, blah – so on the last possible day to register, she finally talked me into it and I signed up, opened my wallet and started “training” in August.

Then, then she came out only once with me to “train”.  That’s ok, she had stuff going on, but I knew this already and how I was talked into a 13.1 mile race will forever boggle me – I’m a very strong willed person – 5k, sure any day – 21.1k or 13.1 miles – no F-ing way.

So, yesterday/Sunday at 5:30 am (yes AM) I was standing on a Detroit street in 34 degree (1 Celsius) ultimate bone shivering breath seeing weather, waiting for our 7:00 am start, nowhere near wearing enough clothes.  Husband dropped me at a nearby curb (streets were already closed) wished me luck and went back home to bed. 

I huddled with the masses quivering and dancing to the music, then as the delayed starts started (I was way in the back – aka with the slow qualifiers), I picked the street for an earlier qualifiers tossed clothing, found a new looking windbreaker and put it on.   

Yes, I picked the street pile of runners tossed clothing, yes – it was 34 degrees and I was wearing a long sleeve tech shirt with bright orange one over top – numb doesn’t even begin to explain my temperature.  And I will also confess after the race started I also shopped a “new” pair of gloves off the street to put on over mine, because my hands had no feeling.

Bang, the race starts and 27,000 of us set off for the border in 2 minutes cycles.  Quite a lovely “perk” as we were crossing the Ambassador Bridge into Windsor, Ontario, Canada was the sun rising over the water.  Being a non-competitive “runner” I stopped and took a few photos.   And on the way back to the US we ran through the tunnel, which was pleasantly not freezing at all.

Now, I did ok, I didn’t get crampy until mile 11, which after that point I moved very, very slow – but not as slow as others and I was never incapacitated.  And I finished respectably, the only time I could have shaved off is when I changed my insoles at mile nine and couldn’t get my damn soaking wet shoes back on my soaking wet feet.  I favor barefoot shoes and just put in a tad of “cush” when my feet started aching.  It was a wise move as my feet may be the only part of my body today that does not hurt.  The rest of me can barely function.

So there you have it – if completing a Half Marathon is on your bucket list and you never get to it, you can use my half marathon in its place.  You are welcome and no, there will not be any other half marathons in my life.  One is more than I ever planned on.

Monday, October 13, 2014

This is a stick-up!

Haha, you can’t stick me up – you’re a mannequin!  Haha, Ha, ha…. Can you?

Just a guess, but this store doesn’t employ professional window dressers do they?   Can I have another guess? 

Great – by chance do they employ ex-cons?  You know, on a work relief program – help someone get a foot back in society and get a tax break from the government for employing former criminals.

And might this current employee have a history with hold-ups?   

Why else would someone pull a purple nylon over a mannequins head?  Because it seems more stylish than just a plain beige one?  After all, you are now working in the fashion industry … (note all those natty wool caps in the back ground).

Maybe I should have popped a cap on the mannies head – then he would have looked more like a performer from the blue man group and less like a cat burglar.  No?

Ah, what will they think of next to scare you out of the store, put a water pistol in their composite hand?