I know it has been a very long time since I’ve posted anything on my blog. Well, I’ve been busy, ok??? I mean, I’ve got a real job now, an apartment, two cats and a dog to feed, you know – actual responsibilities. So, blogging, sadly, has gotten moved down on my priority list. But don’t worry – I haven’t completely forgotten that all you folks out there need a little Marci fix every once in a while. So, here’s the latest.
Mom and I flew up to Portland, Oregon, during the weekend of my brother Paul’s birthday – he turned 31 (shoot – I thought he was turning 15) on August 19. Anne is a power-house crafting dynamo, sewing and baking and being fit and all that crazy stuff that I can only dream of. Their cats are insane, but cute. And their house…ok, I must say I am a bit jealous. Well, sniff, I used to own a house, sniff, and maybe, sniff, if I work real hard, sniff sniff, some day I’ll, sniff, own one again. We went into Portland a couple of times for shopping dinner, and good times, good times. My Uncle Tom and Aunt Tje also stopped in – Paul and Anne’s one bathroom was working overtime, but managed the job well considering the circumstances. I had a great time – Portland is a cool little town, and it had been too long since seeing the bro. I’d like to get up there again soon (hee hee – look out, Bosco, watch your back!).
3 thoughts on “Ah Portland – the Sister City I Never Had…”
Marci, I THINK Paul’s birthday is on the 19th, not the 31st…but I COULD be wrong…maybe…maybe not…but I WAS there, at the birth, that is. Anyway….nice blog about everything and I love the photo of you and your bro. Nice!
Duh – I know that! I think I had written 31 a couple of times and it was stuck in my head. Anyway, I fixed it! D’oh!
” I fixed it! D’oh! “>>>Oh – and after you fix it, don’t forget to change it on your blog. We can’t have Paul getting away with half a month’s free ride from aging!