I am sure you have all heard the news about Amalah and Jason! Holy crap, this is exciting. And also weird that I can get so excited about people I don’t even know.

As I stated yesterday, I recently started to take the bus to work 3 days a week. Today I realized that I could devote my entire blog to the happenings that I witness while enjoying my time on the King County Metro buses. Just yesterday afternoon I was sitting by a group of people, who didn’t know each other. There I was, minding my own business reading my book, when they all started trying to help this one man find his correct stop. At first I was like “man, these people are really nice to help this man out! I love Seattle!”. Then I realized the man had just gotten out of jail and he was trying to find the storage place for the King County Jails to pick up his belongings. Okay, that’s cool; he did his time. So, after the guy finds his stop and gets off the bus the rest of the people start talking to each other. Every one of them started a sentence with “well, when I got out of jail, I had to…”.

STOP! Who are you people and what are you doing on my commuter bus that goes right in front of my house?

To be fair, they all looked like decent members of society, so that’s cool. And like I said before, they were being very helpful to a complete stranger.

I guess I should tell you that my bus has this one specific stop. It’s right before we get into downtown and it’s at a methadone clinic. Needless to say, it’s always exciting to see who will get on the bus at that stop. Today; it was two semi-normal guys who were talking about their forays into drugs. I heard things like “yeah, I don’t really remember those couple of years” and “I don’t like people to see me shower because of my gun and knife wounds”.

Again to be fair, they seem to be getting their lives back in order. So, that’s cool. And it’s a good way to start my day. It reminds me that I am blessed and am truly thankful for the things in my life.
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Oh, The King and I are going to yet another ultrasound today. I am now 13 weeks (or will be tomorrow). This ultrasound is called the “Full Integrated Prenatal Risk Profile” and will help the doctors determine if there are any problems with our baby. I think it sounds a little scary.

I couldn’t remember if my doctor told me it would be an internal or external ultrasound. Either way, I shaved my legs for it this morning.
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We are having an open house for our house this weekend. Both on Saturday AND Sunday. I guess I’ll spend tonight and tomorrow morning getting it all cleaned up. Maybe we’ll sell the house this weekend. My Mom is coming out next weekend, and I am very excited to show her our house…finished. She is probably the #1 person who has hounded us about finishing it, so I want to show it off a little.
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And, “The O.C.” last night? Seriously, I may have to stop watching this show. Too much drama. I can’t figure out, is Ryan Marissa’s boyfriend or her Dad? There is no chemistry between those two. And I need to believe that Seth and Summer are in love-let’s have more hand holding and kissing. Please. (if you didn’t already know it…I am a complete moron!)

I take the bus downtown for work 3 times a week. I love the bus. Let me correct that. I don’t “love” the bus, but I love that I can take the bus and read for the 3 mile trek. Instead of driving in and paying $10.00 to park and then to also deal with traffic getting out of downtown. Sorry but I just don’t have the time or money for that. Besides, my company pays for my bus pass. I love that.

I catch the bus pretty early in the morning, so it is always just me waiting along. This week there has been another lady waiting with me. On Monday when the bus to Capitol Hill (not my bus) went by, she turned to me and said with a very nervous look on her face, “another bus is coming to take us downtown??” I told her not to worry and that in fact, I could see our bus coming our way.

She was back at the bus stop this morning. This women is a very sweet looking lady, I would say about my Mom’s age. Today she had a head scarf on. We started to chat and she informed me that she had just moved to Seattle from Texas over Labor Day, to be closer to her two daughters. I asked her how she was liking Seattle and she said she really enjoyed how nice the weather is. I agreed with her that we do have lovely summer’s here in the Northwest. Then she threw out, “I hope it doesn’t rain today”.

This is the point of the conversation where I had to stop and try to decide what to say in response to her comment. I have been watching the weather report for this weekend. And it’s going to rain. Starting today. And probably not stopping until May sometime. But do I tell this women this or let her figure it out on her own?

Everyone knows that it rains in Seattle, right? I think people who don’t live here think it’s sort of a joke. You know Seattle, where everyone drinks coffee, is into Grunge music, and where it rains a lot.

But most people don’t know that it really does rain a lot here. As in, all winter. And it isn’t so much the rain that gets to people. It’s the fact that it’s dark. All the time. I am not joking when I say it is pitch black by 4:30. For instance, it’s 9:30 am right now and still…dark outside.

I moved here over 5 years ago from a place where it snowed all the time. I hate the snow. I mean, HATE it. I figured I could handle the rain. I moved here the very last weekend in May. Just in time for the perfect summer weather that Seattle has. I loved it. The sun stays out until 10:00 pm. It’s so green here and there are great flowers. Summers in Seattle really are sent from Heaven. They have to be to make up for the winter that we are all coming out of.

I have learned to deal with the rain. I own a ton of hats and scarves and I use them. No umbrellas for me. You can always spot a tourist. They are the ones with umbrellas. We locals don’t waste our time with them. All in all, I don’t have the rain. And I love Seattle. So I’ll deal with rain for a few months if it means I have beautiful summers and get to live in such a great city.

So, what did I tell the lady at the bus stop this morning? I told her the truth: “It’s going to start raining this afternoon.” She looked stunned. But not as stunned at she’ll be in April when it’s still raining.

The sun is very bright today. This is very good. I just wanted to start with that.

I think I’m like most girls in that I own more than one type of perfume. You need different fragrances for different outfits. Very odd, but it’s the truth. Today I am wearing a green shirt so I wanted to wear this perfume. Too bad I ran out last week. I decided to wear a cologne I hadn’t worn in a long time instead. Maybe because the bottle is green. As this is a men’s cologne the actual fragrance is so much stronger than my usual “everyday perfume” that I am used to. That means I sprayed way too much on this morning. I hope nobody notices and thinks that I am trying to cover up the fact that I stink.

Man, I am smelly. And not so much in a good way. I might make myself sick.

I invited my friend over last night to watch the million episodes of “A Baby Story” that I have taped for her. She is about 8 months pregnant, and like everyone else, has no idea that I am also pregnant.

She had admitted to me a few weeks ago that she had never watched a birth before. I figured watching “A Baby Story” would be the best thing for her. I for warned her last night and she assured me she was prepared to watch.

After the first episode, she was glad she was watching. She was relieved to know that she had the same fears as the woman on the show. The second episode was an emergency C-section. She didn’t like that at all and requested further episodes be “only vaginal births, please”. After the third episode, we were both done. Too many babies. Too much screaming during delivery. Too many back stories about how much in love the couple is. Just too much.

I am not far along enough to be worrying about my delivery. I just keep telling myself “just one more week and then you can stop worrying about the baby”. After two miscarriages, that is what happens to you.

This morning, I deleted the rest of the episodes that I had saved for her. Now I don’t have to fill up the DVR with baby crap and can go back to filling it up with my regular programmed shows.

All hail the new TV season.

This I have learned today (and it’s not even 11:00 yet):

It is boot weather. Which means it is officially FALL. Blah.

The baby likes me to eat animal crackers. All day long.

It’s not such a good idea to walk up the spiral stairs here at work to get to the kitchen…in a skirt. Not a good idea at all.

Once you’ve gone up the stairs, you have to come back down. And that’s hard to do in a lady-like manner while trying to not allow people to look up your skirt.

Having a new Coach purse makes you get better projects to work on at work. (and maybe get you more money for future Coach diaper bag)

My Mom is flying up here for a visit in a few weeks.

Oh, and I miss the summer time.

So, one of my most anticipated shows to watch this season was the season premier of “Lost”. Guess what? The electricity went out after we saw Shannon seeing/not seeing Walt. All the lights, just out (they didn’t come back on until after 1 am). The King lit some candles while I looked for the headlight (left over from our trip to Mexico where we stayed in a hut on the beach without electricity). I also tried to forget the fact that the DVR doesn’t work without electricity. Thank goodness that I could read this liveblogging post to at least know what I missed. By the sounds of it-I missed a lot. Dude, that first scene with the inside of the hatch…what in the crap was that? I mean, is this set in the 70’s? Is this guy just in love with the 70’s? Holy crap-a. I made The King watch what we did have taped last night (he missed it the first time). I was like “you tell me what this is”. He was like “this is crap”. Are the writers seriously going to give us more questions before we get any answers? So far the writers are doing what they get paid the big bucks to do-keeping idiots like me totally into their show and tuning back every week.

One of my other highly anticipated shows is “The O.C.”. I admit that I wasn’t very impressed with the season premier. But man, I was not impressed with last night’s episode at all. Half way through it, I turned to The King and said “I may have to give up on this show!”. I have a hard time believing Kirsten isn’t smart enough to see how Jeri Ryan is manipulating her. And who the crap is this Jeri Ryan character? Does she drink because her husband makes her go to strip clubs? Is she in love with Kirsten? Or with Sandy? Maybe she’s like Jimmy and just wants Caleb’s money. Also, were The King and I the only ones that thought Ryan and Marisa had already done it?? I thought they had showed that before. Or at least alluded to it when Seth and Summer started doing it like 2 seasons ago. Either way, do you really think you can just set up some hut on the beach with a full on bed (with sheets) and candles and the cops won’t show up? I know it’s just a TV show-but there has to be some sort of reality.

Next week is the season premier of “Veronica Mars”. I am hoping that I am happy with who’s at the door (and it better be Logan). And the power better stay on.

Also, I think The King and I have decided to cancel our Netflix account. We only have so many hours a day to devote to the TV and they are full as it is. We’ll cancel as soon as we finish watching the first season of “Arrested Development”. If we have a boy, I’m totally naming him George Michael.