See, according to my therapist, the lovely & talented Dave, aka the man who keeps me sane, I'm entering the "irritated" phase of post-traumatic stress. Little things, like a co-worker's Valley-girl-esque voice, or another woman's insane cackle laughter, are driving me insane. I'm trying my best to hold it together, knowing that this month is going to be hard, and that once we get through this, it will hopefully get a bit easier.

Saturday night we went to Cinespia to see "Dawn of the Dead" with Julia and some of her friends. It was the first time we'd been back to Cinespia since everything happened. I wasn't sure if being in a cemetary would feel weird, and for the most par, it didn't, but about half-way through the movie, I started to feel panicky. Maybe it was the anxiety of watching a scary movie, maybe it was watching the main female character be pregnant, getting bigger thoughout the film (but yet continuing to drink wine & smoke -- it was the 70s), I don't know. I got a major headache, and just kept feeling like I did not want to be there. But we were in the middle of hundreds of people, in the dark, so I was not going to make Richard leave. I hung in there, and was able to calm down enough to enjoy myself by the end.
Sunday, we headed out to the Pasadena City Flea Market with Julia & Faith. I had never been, and what can I say but, wow! We barely scratched the surface, and I still left with more goodies than you could shake a stick at (what does that mean, exactly?). By the time we left, I carried off this booty:
1 (deleted in case he reads this) for my dad's birthday
1 1966 Stitchery & Crafts book by McCalls
1 fabulous vintage black curly lamb coat (in great shape, totally fits, for $5!)
6 vintage plastic belt buckles
2 vintage knitting pattern magazines (Spinnerin -- which has the best photography -- and Bernat)
Multiple skeins of vintage yarn -- 7 of Pingouin Astrakhan in beige and 6 skein of a fluffy Bernat extra bulky mohair/wool blend in mocha
and (drum roll, please...)
a new chair!

After successful shopping eased my anxiety levels, we headed out to a late brunch at the Green St. Cafe with Julia, Faith & Brantlea. It's been so good to see friends lately. It's really helped me come back out of my shell. I'm hoping I can get back to Stitch n Bitch soon, and really feel like I'm resuming my life.
Just to leave this post on a good note, this is the most recent press conference from the Awesome Helicopter Ninjas, Richard's kickball team: http://www.kickballninjas.com/videos/richpress.mov. For other AHN videos, go here. Always good for a laugh.
8 comments:
Yay! Bargain shopping! I agree, there's nothing like a good deal to put a smile on your face.
Shopping makes everything better. Except poverty.
I LOVE the chair! That is an awesome find. And yes - shopping does totally alleviate anxiety. :)
Sweet chair! I'd also appreciate it if you'd smack Rich across the back of the head (without warning) for making me snort Pepsi One (I KNOW) out my nose while watching his latest vid. You guys should totally own Teh YouToob.
Rich is KILLING me! Too damn funny.
That panicky feeling sucks, but it does go away enventually.
What could be more perfect than an orange vinyl chair! Well, maybe a Naugahyde chair, but yours is faboo.
I haven't been to the PCC Swap in years, but it sounds like this is a great place to find those old patterns that we love so much! Nice sleuth-shopping!
Ellen B.
Actually, our plans involve not just taking over YouTube, but the entire Internets, which of course is part of our larger plan of Complete and Total Awesome Helicopter Ninja Global Media Saturation. But we need your help to make our meglomanicial dreams a reality. If you like the videos, post them on your blog/Web site/forehead*. It isn't viral if you don't spread it.
*Only applicable if you have some sort of video player installed on your forehead.
Oh geez, I think I just snarfed my cereal...Richard is a very silly man.
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