I need to make a public apology to you Seattle. You see, I've been talking behind your back for awhile now. I've sat outside, in the rain, at the park and cursed your name. I've dressed my kids in long pants and raincoats (in July) and asked myself "why do I live in this godforsaken place?" I've advised friends against moving here. But the truth is Seattle, when you're nice, you're really, really nice. And I do love you. I do. So I'm sorry for all the bad things I've said. I'll change my ways, I promise. Just please give me more days like yesterday. If you can do that, I'll never say another bad thing about you..... well, at least until October.