Saturday, 10:20 am, Salem.


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... with making a batch of bacon lardons is that when they're done, you just want to eat the damn things like popcorn ( Read more... )

Last night, we had a baby shower for Betsy and Steve at our house, and hosted a small group of friends and family.

The star of the show, of course, was their daughter Nola.


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Part of what's taking so much time in prep for the move-in is how my own project completion timeline works. I like to be really thorough. This manifests itself in sometimes annoying ways; Saturday's project of removing the goofy space-inefficient wire shelf system in the master bedroom closet and replacing it with top-and-bottom hanging rods also ( Read more... )

PWN3D!!!

1. Friday night, heed girlfriend's advice not to go for a run, opting instead for drinks and dinner in the blissful, shaded courtyard at Caldera.
   
   
2. Hang out at aforementioned girlfriend's air-conditioned home afterward and hit the sack early.
   
   
3. Saturday morning, grab some inflatable plastic and float down a few miles of the Sandy River with some pals ( ( Read more... )

Lately I've strayed from the habit of posting life updates, which is ostensibly one of the main reasons I journal. Here's a rundown of last weekend, several days late ...

Thursday:

• Ditched work early for a date night with Nic sans her folks, who departed that morning. Craving margaritas and chips and salsa, we decided to try Trebol, a new-ish ( Read more... )

Continued ...


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... time to kick my feet up. I'm happy to report that everyone liked my butt.

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