After getting the Green-Light from the Big Guy, Santa, and okaying it with Chloe, our X-Mas Festivus is going to be delayed by a couple days. This coming Thursday while the rest of the universe is hunkering down for gift giving and receiving, we'll be packing up our stuff from here -the Yuppie/Geriatric Paradise- and moving into our new home in Sellwood. And we are very psyched too!
The following day, Friday, we pick up a great friend coming out to visit us from NYC who will -unbeknown to him now- help us with getting our stuff from the rented storage place, ALL of our stuff -that hasn't been available to us since Minn, and then move all that stuff into our new rented house [nothing like having a friend show up to see PDX, and unsuspectingly be recruited into a holiday/vacation moving cartel].
By Saturday, we'll be in! Saturday night Santa visits us, and Sunday morning we sit around the Great Tree and celebrate really being in Portland, OR. HooRay!
PS... a couple observations while rolling lately:
Portlanders cannot, I repeat, cannot drive [a car] worth 3.2 shites in the snow & ice, and also: I don't see many cyclers out there either. Wassup with that?? No.#1 Cyclering City?? The Minneapolis Crue get it done regardless of the weather.
Amy found it in our tomato bin, just prior to adding them into our evening salads, and then said "Scott, Hurl's here... in the form of a tomato".
Have at it:
...you say tomato, I say Hurlmato...
In other news worthy news:
It's snowing and 17 degrees here in PDX today, people are panicking, businesses are shut [or shutting] down, the city is pretty much a ghost town, and Amy and me are laughing quite hard about it. After last winter in The Minnesota, this is Nothing/No-Thing/Nada-Thang. I'm thinking of donning my carbone thong and goin' riding [Amy thought this a not too good idea].
The supermarkets are empty, even the Starbucks in our building is thinking of closing early-gasp... come on folks, this ain't 9/11. It's snow.