I love reality TV.

Some of my favorites:
Big Brother
Survivor
Bachelor/Bachelorette
Solitary
American Idol
Anything Wedding Related
Top Chef/Masters
Amazing Race
Whale Wars

Some of my favorites that are no longer on the air:
Anna Nicole Show
For Love or Money
The Swan

I don’t know why in the world someone would want to be on a reality show other than to promote themselves. I guess there are a handful of legitimate shows, Survivor, Amazing Race, but like the Bachelorette? Really? I was watching the season premiere last night. Chris got home from work, asked me what I was doing. I told him I was watching porn. I can’t even imagine what went thru his head when I said that (I imagine not much) as he came in the bedroom to see what I was actually doing he just rolled his eyes are me knowing exactly what I meant.

This poor girl Ali, she is soooo stinking cute. Personally, I think she’s the cutest one to date (please do not misunderstand cute for beautiful – the morons on the show last night were going on & on about how beautiful she is. She’s cute, not beautiful). But there has to be something wrong with her if she needs to go on a TV show to find the love of her life. Has she not seen what the success rate for this show is? It is not good. There are shows about the show, “Where Are They Now?” Well, the majority of them are NOT together.

Her Bio says she’s 25. And she has (well, I guess now had since she quit to be on the show ) a great job as an Advertising Account Manager. She said it was her ‘dream’ job. When I was 25 I had lot’s of dates, granted none of them were marriage material, and I had a pretty good job. I just don’t understand why a TV show? Why not match.com, at least they scientifically try to pair you up with someone that is compatible with you. And I’m sure match.com’s success rate is a lot better than the TV show’s is. (I’m all for match.com since I had a friend that found her husband thru them)

Last night the boys had to ‘vote’ someone off; that person was Justin. Ali ended up going against what all the boys said and she kept him on the show. I found this very exciting (for me) website and it appears that Justin had not only one, but two girlfriends during the show. The previews show Ali sobbing, blabbering all over the place over this Jerk-Off. Whatever. (But these are the best parts of the porn.) That is what you get for going on reality TV & not knowing a thing about these morons. Granted, when I was young and in the dating world I dated a handful of knuckle heads that I didn’t know who they were or weren’t but I wasn’t dating 20 knuckleheads at the same time eventhough I'm sure I wish I was. (not that makes a difference). And I guess one of the other turd-mongers tried to slit his wrists on the show? OK. That is where I draw the line. These producers need to do some serious background checks on these people.

I honestly believe that the first few Bachelor shows (and the first Bachelorette with Trista?) were legitimate. But now people want their fame. They want to be famous, they want the paparazzi to take their pictures, they want to be on tmz.com. . . . they want to be in porn. Which is all right with me . . . because I want to watch it! I can't ever get enough porn - don't tell that to Chris haha

Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad!!!

Today during lunch I was blog-peeping (like window peeping). I peep until my desire of nosing around in someone’s else’s life is full.

Yesterday I read about a Muslim girl that was having an affair with a married man. I really wanted to add her blog to may favorites but I felt like I was listening in on a conversation I wasn’t meant to hear. It was the same old story; she was heart broken, he was using her. She sounded like a beautiful girl, I wanted to give her a hug and let her know she’ll get over him.

Today I saw someone’s wedding pictures. My parents got married in St. Florians church. I loved looking at their pictures growing up. I always imagined I get married in their church by Fr. Esper (he was the Fr. at St. Hugo’s). I didn’t get married in a church. I got married in Vegas; it was just easier to do that since we were in Seattle & our families were scattered all around the country.

This is my Vegas wedding picture:

This is where I should have had my wedding:

My décolleté is still itchy after all of the sun I got this past weekend. I think I’m going to itch a hole right to my heart if I don’t get some good lube on it. You’d think I’d have some Crème de la Mer in my stash but I don’t. You don’t know how sad that makes me.

But, so much for the sun, rumor has it that there is going to be a big storm coming thru tonight. I read this guys blog for the weather. http://cliffmass.blogspot.com/ Even though I really don’t understand anything he says I think if I were a meteorologist I’d really enjoy it. What sucks is that the dog does not like storms. She’ll try to sleep on my head. Not fun since she is 110 lbs. And C is going to Portland tonight to meet with the investors again. Sooo, that means I have to deal with Crazy Dog tonight.

Great. Itchy boobies & a fea bag on my head tonight. I may have to crack out the doggie tranquilizers & a sleeping pill for momma, all in the name of Mother Nature.

I received a weird voice mail yesterday.

Some man (sounded a bit older) called & left me a voice mail yesterday (at home). He asked for me by name and then he asked if I was related to Don, Bill, and Joe (not really those names). That, he and his wife live in Oaklahoma and they were going to be vacationing up here this summer & wanted to know if I was related to them. The weird thing is the name that came up on the voice mail was not spelled like my last name.

Hmmm – I’m not quite sure what to think of this

Ugh – I have a Dr. Appointment to see a neurologist the beginning of June.

My regular Dr. (Dr. R) said that the tests look fine. Hummm – because the Dr. that ran the tests said I have Migraine Vertigo. Why can’t she see that? So, in the meantime Dr. R put me on a transdermal scopolamine patch. It’s a little sticker/disc & you put it behind you ear (a new patch every 3 days). Last night was the last of my first 3 days on this. I figured it wasn’t working (because I still had minor dizzy spells) so I didn’t put a new one on, I just took one of the ‘anti dizzy’ (Meclizine) pills she gave in the beginning of the month so I can actually sleep & not get all dizzy when rolling over. Boy was I wrong. I was a hot dizzy mess last night. What is interesting, I can feel it coming on so I now know how to position myself or how to look at something to help stop it. The spells aren’t that bad, just mostly annoying.

I’m sure the nurologist is going to tell me he can’t see anything wrong, because that is just how my cards fall.

I wonder if it has to do anything with my weird depth-perception. Every now & then (like 6 times a year) I can look at something and then it will look like it’s 5 feet further away from where it actually is. As soon as I re-adjust on something else it goes away. It’s the oddest thing. About a month ago I was talking to someone here at work and it happened. I asked her if my eyes looked weird, (I told her what was happening) she said I looked fine. Now I’m just probably opening up another can of worms. Lovely.

I really need to figure out what I’m going to have for dinner tonight.

Because I knew you were wondering . . . . What is Amy thinking right now?

1. It's a BEAUTIFUL day today. I wonder if I can sneak out of work early
2. I really shouldn't be eating this bacon right now. It's delish on the tongue, but bad for the belly
3. I wish I was a housewife & didn't have to work.
4. I hope the fiber pills kick in soon. (Yes, I need to get more 'regular')
5. I'm embarrassed that I forgot about my girlfriend's the Bridal shower this weekend; I really don't want to go
6. I LOVE black seedless grapes
7. I really hope the Dr calls me back today with a Migraine Vertigo treatment plan

~ Peace out! Yo ~

I like hitting the "NEXT BLOG' button at the top of the screen & reading other peoples blogs.

It feels the same as driving a car at night and looking in their windows and watching them . . .

Public Transportation

I forget how much I truly enjoy riding the bus.

Yes, I was born in Detroit (yes actually in the city of Detroit) but I grew up in the suburbs. My father worked & retired from GM, my Grandpa worked for Ford, I have several friends & friends’ parents that worked in the auto industry. It’s just a part of life in MI, the auto industry that is. I will always and forever buy cars from GM or Ford even though I’d love to have a Subaru Outback. (That is a Seattle thing I think. I swear everyone out here has one)

I’ve owned 1 Chevette (that was my first car), 2 Saturns, 1 Geo and a Ford (this does not include the cars I’ve owned with the husband). My Dad used to come home with a new car every 3,000 miles. So I know cars. I mean I don’t know how to change the oil, even though 50% of my friends in MI do, I just get it. I get having your own transportation, vroom vroom, honk honk look at my nice new shiny car. . .

I don’t really remember seeing busses in MI. I know they have them; it’s that I just don’t remember knowing anyone that would take them. I honestly thought for a very long time it was a way for the housekeepers that lived in Detroit to get into the suburbs to work. (I know that is horrible). But it’s Detroit and why in the world would they promote public transportation when what they do is cars. (I don’t think I knew what a HOV lane was until I moved to Seattle because Detroit at the time did not ‘encourage’ carpooling).

The first bus I remember riding on was in Chicago. And they have the “L” there. That was an experience to say the least. I was probably about 20 & had no idea what to do. Who’d a thunk . . . 20 more years and I’d love it!!!

When we first moved to Seattle I was truly introduced to public transportation. We lived right in the city so I could (and did) walk to work. At first I was intimidated by the bus; but EVERYONE did it, take the bus that is. And I mean everyone. (Today I think I know more people that take public transportation bus, ferry, water taxi, sounder train than drive in Seattle) SO I was almost forced to take the bus. It was like peer pressure to take the bus (in a good way) After I figured it out, the bus pretty much picked me up at my front door & literally dropped me off right in front of my office.

A couple of weeks into my new job the then President of the company I worked for said to me:
“You are the new girl from the mid-west?”
“Yes sir”
“How do you like Seattle?”
“I love it”
“I hear you are in Queen Anne” (Queen Anne is the neighborhood in Seattle we first lived in)
“Yes sir”
“Feel free to ride your bike into work, there are showers for you to use in the main offices if you’d like”
“Thank You”

After living here & figuring it all out “the Seattle way of life” that is, I finally got use to taking the bus. So much that my 1st Staurn sat in the street for months. I got tickets on it, flat tires & had to get it jumped a handful of times. We finally decided to sell it. Then we bought a home & moved to the east-side, suburbia. We carpooled together in the mornings & I took the bus home in the evenings. (I got off of work earlier than him).

Now we have totally different schedules. I take the bus both ways. But, for the months of March & April & had a parking pass. It was lovely to have. I didn’t have to rely on the bus; I didn’t have to time my mornings/evenings to the bus schedule. Mind you my bus is a ‘commuter’ bus & it’s the same people riding it every day; not like the ‘city’ bus I used to take with all the ‘crazies’. (City bus stories - that is a whole different blog entry) But, I couldn’t take my afternoon nap and I didn’t read a stitch of anything. Now it’s May & I don’t have the parking pass. I’m back on the bus. I just finished reading Chelsea Handlers One Night Stand Book, now I’m reading The Help, and I haven’t had to fill my tank up with gas (or pay $300+ for a parking pass, just the $99 for my bus pass what a deal!!)!!!

I will never buy a foreign car, but whenever I get the chance I will do my share to be more sustainable and ride the bus, and catch up on my reading and napping. I really think taking the bus makes me a happier, healthier person.