& a perfunctory seattle starbucks shot.
so i have this theory that while seattle tends to be lovely (and deliciously foggy & rainy) on the whole, that she's consistently and uncontestedly her very best in september. in my humblest of opinions.
i awoke this morning to rain drumming against the windows, and i can't tell you how long it's been since i woke up to the sound of rain. which, in college, was almost as quotidian an occurrence as waking up groaning, i need an iv of coffee. almost, i said. because if you think i drink a lot of coffee now…
anyway, i put in a small effort to looking less ragamuffin-ish today (read: i blow-dried my hair) and it's about 1 o'clock now and my hair is now damp again from a brief walk to get…coffee. gloriously damp! last night, driving on the freeway into the city, i threw my arm out the window and let the 30-degrees-cooler-than-denver air rush against my hand. and i know it's the lowest of lows to drag on about the weather, but i was really starting to feel like someone other than bridget for the last few days in that unrelenting denver heat wave. on tuesday i choked in the finally inning of summer and got my bangs trimmed. and when we finished my stylist said, wow, ok, you didn't look like yourself when you came in here, but now you definitely look like bridget again. and that's how i sort of feel about coming back to seattle, if only for these one-week jaunts.
in other news: 1. the metal buttons and clasps on my floral overalls set off the alarm at airport security. 2. a few minutes before boarding, a man at the gate across from mine hopped on the phone and screamed (yes, screamed), it's finally happened! zombies have taken over the airline! so there's that.