Hey dudes! Look at these dorks touring the Theo Chocolate Factory in Fremont last Saturday. Nice hair nets!

Saturday morning we drove into Seattle to the clinic for my “beta” blood test–the first test to determine whether or not I am REALLY pregnant. I knew I was REALLY pregnant because my boobs feel like they are going to fall off at any given moment, they hurt so much, but still–verification was necessary!

Then we fooled around with wildlife outside the factory, waiting for the tour to start at 11 o’clock. A few different people had told me about this tour, and for 10 dollars we figured it would be a nice distraction, waiting to find out the results of my blood test.

And even though I was praying for a positive test 95% of the time we were on the tour, it WAS a pleasant experience! For the first hour, you sit in a nice breezy green room and get fed samples of chocolate while you learn all about Theo’s “bean to bar” process.

After 30 minutes, you get to actually go inside the factory, where you get to see the actual “Chocolate Pipeline”! Just like in “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory”! The tour ends in the kitchen, where you snarf delicious samples of ganache. Mmmmmmm.

We stopped at the gift shop on the way out (you get a discount for participating in the tour) and were just about to pay when my phone rang! I yanked it out of my purse and ran for the door of the gift shop (distressing my husband, who thought I was doing a runner) and was actually SO excited, I hung up on clinic! Roops! Luckily they called me right back with the BEST NEWS EVER: I’M PREGNANT!

So we sat in the car and happily cried and then I texted everyone and then my mother called me and we both cried over the phone and then we went to Roxy’s Diner in Fremont and split a BLT and cheese blintzes. Holy schmoly, HIGHLY recommended. 

Also recommended: Ali Wong’s “Baby Cobra”, as long as you don’t mind raunchy humor. She’s 7 and a half months pregnant during this stand-up routine, and when do you ever hear about progesterone suppositories in stand-up, eh? Talk about timely. Also she’s really cute.

I had to go back to the clinic yesterday morning for a follow-up blood test to measure the hcg, and also check my thyroid. Luckily I got called in to my old job, so I was distracted for hours before I received the phone call in the afternoon. My hcg levels look great (!!!), but my thyroid is borderline, and I “shouldn’t worry about it.” Alrighty then. Here’s me not worrying about it.

Now I don’t have any more tests until the very important First Ultrasound at the end of this month, which will be done by my actual doctor, which will be nice, because I haven’t seen her in a while.

Meanwhile I’m supposed to start looking for an OB! Oh Boy!

I have worked lined up for the rest of the month, which is wonderful.

Also wonderful: the Hawaiian food we snarfed Friday night at Kama’aina Grindz, a restaurant in Everett I’d been wanting to try for…oh, a year and a half or so.

It was time to surrender my big ass heavy leather Fossil purse for something lightweight for spring/summer. I discovered the “Lily Bloom” line and scored this little guy on eBay for less than 30 clams. Their entire line is made from recycled materials, and ADORABLE.

I can tell you that this sunset was far more beautiful in real life than in this photo. I should have used the camera. Speaking of the camera, I need to start documenting my naked pregnant body. I thought the transformation might be “fun” to look at later on. Ha! Ha! NOT ON THIS BLOG, DON’T WORRY MOM. 

“Moonwalkers” is a weird little indie film but you should watch it if you enjoy: 1. movies set in the psychedelic 60’s 2. anything about Stanley Kubrick 3. conspiracy theories about the moon landing and/or 4. Ron Perlman. It has them all!

LaCroix, sweetie. I always think I’m going to like flavored seltzer water and then I never do. Harrumph.

Sunday was Mother’s Day so we went to Josh’s grandmother’s house for BBQ. The house kitty was loving all over me.

“Feel free to take her home,” they offered, but I declined.

Gorgeous deep purple rhodies outside grandma’s house. She promised to give me starts for mini irises next time.

Today I am going to the library to get some “fun” pregnancy books (I have a few from 43252352 years ago when I first started trying to get pregnant but they are not fun). I need to work on Corinne’s last cat painting. Painting white fur is giving me fits.

What else? Walk the dogs. Lift some weights. Find out if it’s time for the finale of “Drag Race”–I doubt it, Ru usually draaaaaaaags the finale out, to make us SUFFER.

Have a nice week, blog-logs!