Sabbatical

Okay, I don't suck -- it's just been a long time. A really long time!

Here's the thumbnail of what I haven't blogged about: 

1. my son's drivers license 

2. my daughter's college graduation

3. numerous birthdays

4. my first tattoo 

5. (for our) 25th wedding anniversary 

(except we got them on our 27th wedding anniversary)

(are you keeping up??)

6. perimenopause (you're welcome)

7. running and not running

8. starting a podcast

8. Japan (you’re not getting off so lucky on this one — definitely blogworthy)

8. general daily shenanigans

So, what was important enough to bring me out of my blogger sabbatical?

Marco Polo Motel. Nice rooms. 

I STAYED AT THE HOTEL WHERE KURT COBAIN SHOT HEROIN. 

Yeah, that. 

I visited Seattle last summer with my best girl. It was an emotional trip that I won't go into for reasons, but it was also incredibly special.

Pike Place Pig. Who doesn't love alliterations??

When you wait 45 minutes in the sun to get into the
first ever Starbucks, they give you umbrellas. #mybestgirl

Starbs 

My snaps are woefully few and far between anymore.
Snapchat still has the best filters, though.

MoPOP

PREPARE TO DIE. - Inigo Montoya

Hair game strong.

If you haven't been to the Museum of Popular Culture (formerly known as the Experience Music Project), it is incredible. I have visited the museum when it was the EMP, but the exhibits have expanded into, well, popular culture. We didn't have nearly enough time to see everything properly -- their Infinite Worlds of Science fiction installation is fabulous. Your girl LOST HER FUCKING SHIT over the Blade Runner exhibit. Complete with pages from the screenplay and the actual clear raincoat and boots that Zhora wore...before being gunned down by Harrison Ford's Deckard. It was so unexpected and amazing that I may or may not have actually cried a little. 

Do you think I'd be working in a place
like this if I could afford a real snake?

If TV or movie pop culture isn't your thing, the music exhibits at MoPOP are very cool and totally worth the visit. Also, the ratty sweater Kurt Cobain's wore on MTV Unplugged lives there. (See what I did there? FULL CIRCLE, BITCHEZ.) We didn't have enough time to see anything beyond the fantasy and science fiction exhibits. I cannot wait to go back.

I promise not to be a stranger for so long next time. Pinky swear!