A little over two years ago, we moved to this cool town, for an amazing company with which Kenny saw a bright and promising future.
I wish I had seen this video before we moved - I would have been super pumped (instead of pumped and nervous - haha.) about the uncertain journey that was unfurling ahead.
With two+ years at Nike HQ under his
Long time readers of this blog will remember a handful (ok, maybe two handfuls) of cookery-related shenanigans. You may also remember that I like to cook, but really lack the time and focus to do so with any amazing results lately. So much so that I gave myself a personal challenge this year to rock some dinners. (Yes, yes. I know - I slacked on
If you read this blog about our indoor Halloween decorating, you might recall that Gavin thought our outdoor wasn't quite meeting his desired level of spookiness. And since he's six, and not really a fan of the scary Halloween scene, I knew we needed to step it up a bit. I mean, really. If this scaredy-kid was saying our house didn't look spooky enough for
No lie. This was posted on the Community Bulletin Board in my local supermarket yesterday. I read it when I went passed, then doubled back to make sure I read it right, and that it did, in fact, say 'mini-goat'.
And people are so nice here that this lovely dog-walking citizen took it home to care for it until its owner is found.
Today marks our two-year birthday as Portlanders! I should have gotten a cake or something to celebrate. What a slacker.
Two years. Kind of hard to believe.
In fact, I still consider myself as "new here" and "just moved from Philadelphia". At the same time, I definitely consider my house here in Portland home. But I still say I am "going home" in reference to
Despite my crazy whirlwind of catching almost every contagious illness out there over the past month, our candy lovers and dress-up aficionados have been getting ready for the big day at the end of the month - Halloween. (I am talking about Gavin and Grace - not me. Or Kenny. Although, Kenny does love candy. But not dressing up. And I know I didn't catch
I blogged here a few times before. ( ;) )
Then I didn't.
Go ahead. Take a few minutes to grab your tiny violins so you can play along as you read my pathetic tale of why I've been an absentee blogger for over three weeks.
Remember way back in August when we went on vacation to Florida? Yea. Well, Grace brought
So, here we are...at the end of Grace's second week of Kindergarten.
And it's ending with a note from the teacher to me letting me know what a character she is.
Oh my. She really is the opposite of her brother. At the end of HIS second week of Kindergarten, he came bouncing off the bus with a certificate saying what a good role
This happened. Drove right by us on Barnes Road.
Gavin remarked that it looked like the bus from Scooby-Doo. Sort of. But it's more like a super-fan or funny guy who painted his VW bus that way. Maybe he farms himself out as Shaggy and does kids birthday parties?
Anyway...I present to you Portland's version of The Mystery Bus:
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Well, we did it.
We swapped out the light above our dining table. We weren't totally sure we needed to (as I said here), but when the light we were eyeing went on sale for a limited time, we figured we should take advantage.
The old switcheroo worked out well - our old light looks perfect in Grace's room and our new one better matches