Emerald City

How appropriate the term "wash" be included in the word "Washington" cuz dang can that state rain! HOLA! On the flip-side, GORGEOUS! Our many adventures included: shopping the gift shops, eating fish from the restaurants on the docks, adding to the disgusting, yet totally cool, wall of chewed up gum located down town Seattle, riding the ferrie to and from our destinations, and taking pictures by the space needle. Did we stop there?? Noooo! We went on a whale watching excursion and I'll be damned. We saw a couple of grey whales which are expected this time of year, some seals basking in the sun, and numerous bird types including bald eagles. If any of you reading this know me, you know that I have an obsession for animals. I probably get more excited to go to the zoo than children do. My most favorite though is killer whales. They fascinate me past word description. You can then imagine the battle in my head after watching the documentary "Black Fish" to which I admittedly bawled my eyes out. It surpassed any battle of "which shoes should I wear today" and fell somewhere within what I imagine world war III will be. My obsession with sea-world and hopes of visiting it completely smashed. I dealt with this internal dilemma for some time and finally came to the conclusion that I would visit sea-world purely for selfish reasons but in my defense I, after the show, would protest with my "FREE Tillicum" sign.... Yes, I feel square with this decision. Okay, back to the excursion. Right before we were about to head back to our docking point a pod of Orca's were spotted for the first time this year... MY LUCKY DAY! A mother, father, and two babies. The youngest born in 2012. If the pupils in my eyes weren't dancing enough I'll be if the male swam right aside our boat. That bad-mama-jama was massive and his dorsal fin I would like to point out wasn't bent in the least. It was breath-taking and I may have teared up! We have so many pictures/videos, photo props to my sissy-poo. God knows if I was trying to capture the moment all we would get is water and maybe a few pictures of the sky. Yeah, I was thaaat girl and I couldn't have been more proud of my baby girl as she flailed her arms around matching my excitement! Purely exhilarating! I chose the wrong profession and should have stuck with my childhood instincts and befriended whales as my career. I can’t even get mad when people call me "Corca the Orca" (thanks for that sissy) in regards to my obesity, baby fat if you will, because they are such divine creatures. Our luck didn't end there... after we docked there were two seals that put on a show for us. According to the fishermen one of the two has been coming to his boat after he docks for the last 15 years waiting for the fish guts that he throws overboard. Coolest thing ever! So close, so alive, and so in their nature habitat. It was sooo fascinating!
Our gallivanting in Vegas started off trying to check in to the wrong hotel at 2am until realizing it was the wrong hotel and actually going to the right hotel making it 4:30am before getting to bed. Staying up all night used to be fun... until I had a baby! Sooo the start to my holiday after 7 days of of straight working was sucky; however it turned bright and was very fun! Seeing family and friends somewhere away from normality is the best! Couldn't have asked for a better Vaca. Hold that thought of happiness cause then there was the deliberation on law schools... . But hey, we'll save those goodies for the next post!
Come what may, bring all the whales, cause I'm gonna love it!
P.S. Dirty little secret!!! Christian Grey lives in Seattle!!! Boom! :D :D :D

Cops on Cops on Cops

Vroom, Vroom, sometimes I think my Cruz is a car that should compete in NASCAR. I am rather convinced with me as a driver we could do really well. What does my 2008 high school year book know anyways, pssshhh worst driver, I think not! Anyways, I was driving Motley the Cruz to work at the bright ol' butt crack of dawn hour, 4 a.m. and saw some lights that were bright colors, you know red and blue, gaining on me. Great. It wouldn't be a complete 7 on work week if I didn't get pulled over at least once. The officer came up to my window. Yes, this time I figured I should not try for a getaway although that would make for a good story I do value life out of prison, needless to say he collected my information. He then decides to shine his flash light first in my eyes then on my ID and repeated, Cortney Black... Cortney Black... hmmmm Cortney Black. I was thinking, "Yes that is my name. *Eye roll* It's way too early for all this." He proceeds with ma'am I will be right back. Without a choice I sat in my car contemplating how I was going to tell my ever so loving, but no longer understanding husband that I got yet another ticket. Maybe I would try making him treats followed by a romantic evening. In an attempt of seductively I would whisper, "O baby I got another ticket but dayyyyyummm you look sexy in that banana-hammock..." Ha yeah, pretty confident I would have that one in the bag and I would get away with at least this ticket, but for future I would try not to speed as much as this trick up my sleeve wouldn't work continuously. Next thing you know officer poe-poe was strutting back up to Motley and before I spill the beans on what happened next let me give you a refresher.

*Flashback*

I was sick as a dog during my pregnancy and not just for a couple weeks. I was sick the whoooooole time. Fun right?? Anyways, I got pulled over, go figure, when I was probably around 6 months or so along and this is close to how that conversation went provided my memory doesn't fail me...

Officer: License and registration please... Do you know why I pulled you over?

Me: Either because I'm speeding or because I am driving during rush hour in the toll (car-pool) lane and you think I am alone in the vehicle.

Officer: *looks around* Ma'am you are alone in the vehicle.

Me: Actually no, I am pregnant and I dare you to tell me that don’t count because every time I pull over to throw up on the side of the road I rather not be hit by oncoming traffic.

Officer: Have a nice day, Cortney! *hands back my license*

Me: *Drive away like a boss, in the car-pool lane.*

With that conversation in mind, back to the strutting cop whom is now standing at my car window. He looked at me in silence long enough to make it awkward before he was like... "Are you, are you, this is going to be really awkward if you aren't, but do you... by chance... have a baby? I turn around looking into my back seat like, "as if the car seat doesn't give it away, dumbassssss" and nodded. He then asked if I was the one he pulled over months ago and he busted out the line I gave him about being pregnant in the car-pool lane. OOOOhhhh hell did I laugh. He proceeded to say how the guys at his station joked and laughed about it for weeks as it was one of the best “get out of a ticket” lines they’d heard. That's right people I played nice with a cop and the best part of it all... AGAIN, NO TICKET! Guess I won’t get the privilege to see my husband in a banana-hammock after all.

Lesson of the story… Hey, don’t worry so much about car-pooling… or... speeding for that matter! :D

** Come what may and love it. **