Beeeep Beeeeeeeeep

Okay, week 16 and I broke down and got a car... But I have justifications. Being an event planner, your hours are crazyy. reason one. Working in the suburbs. reason two. Two hour commute each way to work. reason three. Obviously there were more reasons to get a car than not... I got a 2001 Black Volkswagon New Beetle. Its a cute little car and my mom put a big sunflower in its bud vase : ) Its missing somethings... like A/C (which is fun in August) and a cd player, but it gets me from point A to point B so I am thrilled.



The best part, just when my life was starting to fall into routine and I didnt have much to write about I get a car... fulllll of blog worthy life stories.



Lets begin when I bought the car. I make this decision with my parents in Cleveland. So we get on autotrader and find this car in Brunswick. Monday morning my mom, Chelsea and I drive out to the lot they are holding it at. So, we pull up and I yell at Chels that she is pulling into a junk yard, this couldnt be a legit company, ohh, but it was. This place was a complete mess. No parking spots, no sales people, just a sleezy middle old man who did every job under the sun from his desk in the front window.



I wish I could explain this man with justice but I dont think I will be able to. He was that bizarre. Later he told me he use to live in the ghetto area off Alliance, and loved it, if that gives you any understanding of what kind of man this was. Anyways, they sold me the car telling me it was in mint condition. 5 minutes off the lot, lights started coming on. It was a long drive back from Cleveland that night, but I am SO thankful to have my new car!

Driving in the city is interesting, Cars literally switch lanes every second, its like driving I have never seen before. They weave like a braid in and out of each other. Cabs, honk at EVERYTHING, and I have pulled into on coming one way traffic lanes, twice.. talk about life flashing before your eyes.

Needless to say, if I wasnt a defensive driver before, I AM NOW!! : )

Vaccum

I was vacuuming at work today.. my boss warned me that the vacuum was an industrial brand but I figured.. its a vacuum, whats the difference. Boy, was I wrong.



I lugged the vacuum out of the closet and began vacuuming near the front. The vacuum was literally pulling up the rug. Not thinking of just shutting it off I began to pull up getting the rug off of the end of the hose. It was like trying to pull a car with a chain. I finally get it off the rug and the hose automatically moves to another thing to suction.. the bottom of my dress. In a panic I was trying to get the hose off my dress... As it pulled up and suctioned my dress into the tube a woman walking by with a HUGE dog stops.. and watches. I was practically spinning myself around in a circle trying to get this hose off of my dress.. I ended up realizing if I just shut it off it would work a lot easier.

You would think I had never used a vaccum before, and for those of you who are about to say I havent, you're wrong! I am just thankful I didnt lose my dress in the vaccum!

Blue Line - Jackson Stop

When two of my lovely visitors, Brooke and Kristin were visiting we were on our way to the Blue Line Stop at Jackson St. As we get closer to the stop we hear this beat.. and of course, days after the King of Pop's death it was... Michael Jackson.

We walk up to the subway and see a one of a kind impersonation. This man.. was spray painted (very poorly) in silver paint from head to hole-y shoes. He was wearing one of those McDonald head pieces as a microphone. His stage.. an egg crate that he used to jump on and off of.

This was a modest MJ.. because whenever someone tried to take a picture he would get out his green umbrella (with a few holes in it) and block the camera from pictures. Apparently there was no filming of this performance. The man danced all around the stop like he was at Madison Freaking Square Gardens.

RIP MJ and beware of Jackson Street Subway Stops, they bring all the crazies out.