day of death

someone did not want me to survive today. my day ran like an old serial, "the perils of pauline." strange. first off i had to hitch hike to work - always a dangerous proposition but even more so when the streets are sheets of ice! luckily, i was picked up by a dear lady named lori. we stopped at starbucks and i bought her a soy mocha even though she protested and tried to pay herself. thank you, lori, wherever you are...


so then i'm making a milkshake at luna and this freak accident happens - a wooden blade flies off the ceiling fan and misses my head by inches! a rather foul expletive escaped my lips so i apologised to the packed restaurant, especially the family sitting at the counter eating lunch. nicole, sharon and i re-enacted the event amid gales of laughter so i could bring you the photographic evidence.

when the day was done, the buses would not pick me up, even though i was on my cane! most of them were so full that they turned off their destination signs. i had no choice but to try and walk home up the iciest hill ever. gimpy susie fell. and fell again. and then fell into the street in front of traffic! no one would help me - not even other pedestrians. i started crying and began crawling up the hill on my hands and knees. this is NOT an exaggeration! i was also dragging a bag of boxes that i had hoped to get to the post office to mail out. finally, a car stops. a man named bob dorn helped me get in, drove me all the way home (which was far out of his way) and got me up into my house. he is a saint! i collapsed on the floor, actually laughing again at the strangeness of the whole day. here is a picture of how my roommate found me, the cats hovering around my face.

my ankle is bad - i already called out for tomorrow. this is what it looks like (it's the one on the right, as if you couldn't tell - forgive my unshaven legs).

i really am fine, but had to post all this for the strangeness factor and to serve as a warning to everyone hunkered down in this crazy arctic blast. BE CAREFUL! stay home unless you absolutely have to get out. and when life gets dicey, try to laugh! it really does make everything feel better.

vintage blue faux halter dress: solanah.etsy.com

mabel stark necklace: mmefortuna.etsy.com

yellow tunic: old navy

pink petticoat: salvation army years ago

yellow tights: target

bakelite bangles: vintage

fuggs: rocket dog

hair flower: jonelle lind

apron: vintage

** i was delighted to come home to not one but TWO swell posts about me on blogs by other dear ladies and etsy retailers. please check them out!**

http://violetfolklore.typepad.com/my_weblog/2008/12/the-irrepressible-susie-prue.html

http://the-dusty-dog-vintage-boutique.blogspot.com/2008/12/vintage-before-after.html