A weekend. My life is so exciting.

Well, no, it isn't. This is probably just as well. Besides various household chores, Scott and I played World of Warcraft.

Saturday I tried to go to the zoo (to see the cougar and ocelot exhibits, new within the past month or so) and the Japanese Gardens. Riiiiiiight. The zoo's parking lot was full and they were directing everyone to the alternate lot with shuttle service. I didn't bother. The zoo is a "zoo" in the human sense when that lot is 3/4 full, so no point going in, especially since "the new exhibits" coupled with "CATS!" would make the crowds heavier in those areas anyway.... Onward to the Gardens. Which were also parked full, both their parking lot and the adjacent street-parking. Way more people than I wanted to deal with. So I came home. Which was interesting because there was a car stalled on the 217 ramp to 99W - and it had 217 backed up all the way to 26, basically. At 20 mph. Because it was within a few car-lengths of where the ramp split from the freeway, so everyone exiting had to get out of the exit lane, go around, and get back in.

Today I went out to visit my parents. I am pleased to report that their driveway was not painfully over-parked; I imagine they'd have been annoyed if people had at random descended on them in those numbers. ;) It was a decent visit. Babe, the shy cat, had just been let out and she stared at me a bit and then took off; Basta was inside and decided that if I was going to hang around, I could please and kindly pet her.

It was a good visit but I fear my conversation is boring - traffic and work and whatever I hear on the news. Kind of like my LJ posts are. I obviously need to get a little more of a life, or give up on having much to say that is interesting. ;)

Managed not to get home until after the next-door-neighbors' open house had completed. Arrived just 15 minutes after; their realtor was locking up as I pulled in.

Last week was glorious, weather-wise....

Okay, disclaimer: for those who hate rain...I love it. *grins* Last week was cool and comfortable and the rain was there like fall in Oregon should be, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, sometimes absent but even then you knew it had been (the pavement was wet) or would be (the clouds, so heavy overhead). So nice to get up in the morning and walk out to the car in cool comfort, with the delicate brush of rain - almost too light to even call that, a misting - on my skin. Rejuvenating, fresh, clean.

I love the rain. I love Oregon. Of course, yesterday and today it was sunny and hot and sparse-feeling and dry. But it's actually fall, and I'm fairly sure this week's surge into heat will ease off again.