Halloween Weekend Fun

Hi friends! I hope you’re all having a wonderful hallo-weekend! Mine has been a ton of fun so far. Dustin and I spend the weekend together being low key, watching football, eating lots of sugar and snacks, playing games, and doing Halloween actives… likes carving pumpkins!!

Mine is the one on the left, his is the (better, scarier) one on the right.

I have a full post of all our activities to come. Really, it was an awesome weekend (and I wore my bear hat all day yesterday, which made it even better). But I’m stuck working on a motion right now and I don’t have time for too much blogging. It’s aright though, because yesterday I took the entire day off  from homework. And it felt so so good. SO GOOD! #TWSS

What did you all do this weekend? Was it magical? Did you dress up? Tell me about it, please & thx!

XXOO

Pumpkin Beer Power Shower

Remember that one time I was all, I love Whole Foods, it’s so awesome, I’m going to buy really expensive pumpkin beer because it’s pumpkin and beer and it’s from Whole Foods and that means it’s healthy and awesome? Well I finally tried one last night (what’s wrong with me? I had beer in my fridge for like 2 weeks without touching it? – I blame law school? IDK). Anyway, here’s what I have to say about it: I think this beer failed in the pumpkin department. I’m a little disappointed. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t as pumpkin-y delicious as I had hoped.

But what this beer lacked in pumpkin amazingness, I made up for in classiness. Remember that one time when I failed at power showering before dinner with my boss? (I didn’t say I make good life decisions). Well I re-attempted the power shower last night post-class, before hanging with Dustin. And since he chose our activity of the night: chips & salsa (ok I chose that part) and a beer (he chose that part) at the Yard (a bar just up the street from his place), I figured a little pre-funk was totally necessary. Especially after that #viadoom commute home from school.

So I did it. I pre-funked hanging out with Dustin. I prefunked with a power-shower and a less-than-pumpkin-y beer. And it was just alright.

I Love the Coffee

This morning I got to school at 8am after fighting the #viadoom traffic. I got here early for our weekly American Indian Law Journal meeting, which I once skipped and got guilt tripped/yelled at afterward. So, I now reason that I should just suck it up and go. Every Wednesday. At 8am. Awesome. Needless to say, I got to school at 8am, proceeded to engage in a 10 minute meeting, and then I was done. Really? We couldn’t have just e-mailed this meeting? Anyway…

After my meeting I went across the street to Starbucks, because in my early morning frenzy, I didn’t, again, have time/energy/motivation to make coffee. So, across the street I went (it’s so convenient, really), camel hobo bag full of books and lap top and snacks in toe, to get some coffee and do some reading. I sat in a corner near my friend Dave with my Americano, and I was really productive. I got two classes worth of reading and briefing done for Real Estate.

And then, I started to wonder: when did I begin to need coffee to function in the morning? Because really I do. I realized as I sat there. I’m a little ashamed to admit that. But it’s true, friends. It’s so true. I guess it’s not every morning that I need it. I can go all day Saturday without coffee and it’s alright, especially if there is ample time for naps and laziness. But on a school day, when I have to be productive (read: homework, class, motivation) I need coffee.

Maybe it began back in High School when we would skip class to go sit at Holsteins and drink sugary coffee drinks that would get you super excited about life because we didn’t drink alcohol – I was SUCH a good child, but really.

Or maybe it started even before that when my mom, the queen of coffee addiction, would take my brother and I through drive-through-coffee-stands and get us Italian Sodas and hot chocolates and sometimes let us sip on her iced mocha? It was just so good. I couldn’t wait to be a grown-up and be able to drink coffee whenever I wanted. And eat ice cream for dinner (which I rarely do, BTW).

Or maybe it was when Holsteins closed on Christmas Eve 2004 and we went to mourn the loss and exchange gifts, my high school friends and I. And then Ground bought the building. And then I was hired by my beautiful, blue eyed boss. Before the shop even opened. And I got all the free coffee I wanted. And I learned the joy of “happy hour espresso shots” (which are a secrete and are magical and if you ever have one you’ll want another and then you’ll get all super jittery and productive). And maybe the addiction (or was it just the like) continued when I worked there, at Ground in Hood River, on and off for 6 1/2 years because I’m cool and sometimes, as a 3L I still work at the same job I had when I was a Senior in High School.

 

At least I can make pretty latte art, right?

But really, I think the caffeine super addiction started my 1L year. Alone. In my first ever grown up, all mine, downtown/capitol hill Seattle apartment (ohh I loved that apartment). When I learned how to drink and love straight black coffee. And then everything was downhill from there. I also learned how to drink a big glass of red wine, alone, at night, after getting humiliated during cold-calls. So, really, maybe that’s where everything started to go downhill? Who knows?

But friends, I don’t know what to do about it. My coffee need/want. I don’t know if I want to do anything about it? I almost like it. It’s comforting in a way that is familiar and reminds me of home. And I like coffee. It’s delicious (especially when it’s from somewhere other than Starbucks). And I also like the energy it gives me.

So I guess, my question to you is: do you also suffer from the addiction? Are you worried about it? Should I be worried too? Knowing other people are going through the same thing makes me feel better about my choices. Because I’m easily influenced like that. Don’t judge me!

Tuesday Randomness

1. Yesterday I went to Dustin’s house to make us dinner. My dad gave me some salmon that he caught in the river (because that’s what he does, man things). And it needed to be cooked before it went bad and I felt like a terrible waster. Plus I never buy salmon because it’s expensive, so I figured I should take advantage. I went over to make us dinner, also because also my dad doesn’t understand single size (or I should say Rebeka size) portions. So our one piece of salmon fed both Dustin and I with leftovers (as I had anticipated). Anyway, I baked the salmon, made some asparagus and brown-rice-pasta, put them both together with a light creamy sauce then put the salmon on top. It was good (tooting my own horn, sorry) I win at quick Monday night dinner.'

2. I digress. I went over to Dustin’s to make dinner and he was all super smiley. I hadn’t seen him since his birthday because he was gone all weekend at the UO football game in Colorado. Lamesauce. He’s been gone like, non-stop for like, a month (like ha). Over it. Anyway, I thought he was just excited to see me. But he totally had something up his sleeve. When I went to open the fridge while making dinner I found flowers in there. I was all, “did someone give you birthday flowers? Weird..” And turned around and he had the hugest smile on his face. It was sweet. They were yellow tulips (tulips are my fav) and I was excited:

3. He also got me a book. But not just any book. A book that has his voice recorded in it. As in, his recorded voice reads the book to me. It’s a book about how he misses me when he’s gone. And it’s totally a kids book. And it was definitely very sweet. I give him props for his Monday night win (thanks, you).

4. It’s cold out. Very chilly. It’s officially fall, I think. I also I think I need more sweaters. Or maybe just a giant pendleton blanket to drape over my body forever. You can totally wear a blanket to law school, right? #imsocute

5. And today, speaking of being super cute, when I got to school I was all, Kyle I need coffee NOW (Kyle is my partner in the clinic, who I’m working on my theft 3 case, and my life with). I didn’t have time to get it before officer hours because Seattle traffic has been a nightmare since they closed the viaduct. And it took me like 45 minutes to get to school today. So I went across the street to starbucks, then came back all excited about my pumpkin spice americano. And then promptly spilled it on my shirt. Brown stain. Then I came home for lunch b/c one of my classes got cancelled and proceeded to spill red pasta sauce all over another part of my shirt. The boob part. WTF?

6. Now I’m off to interview another witness in my Theft 3 case. A police officer. Scary a little. I hope he’s nice and doesn’t give me a preemptive parking/speeding/sucking at life ticket or something? 

7. I hope you all have lovely days (and easy commutes, because traffic is a b-word). xxoo

Sarah’s Wedding

Ohh this weekend was another long one. I went home to my parents' house for some un-successful hunting on Saturday and came back to Seattle Sunday. 8 hours of driving in 2 days = a lot. Especially when you don’t get a deer like you were hoping you would. Also, I got tasked with writing a pre-trial motion on Friday that was due this morning. Gah. So much. Anyway, enough complaining. On Friday night I went to my friend Sarah’s wedding with my roommate Kylee (we were each other's dates, because we’re really cool, obviously).

Her wedding was at Hidden Meadows which is about 45 minutes north-ish of Seattle, in Snohomish. The venue was really cute – I was definitely a fan. The ceremony started at 5pm and then after that there was a cocktail hour, during which we mingled and enjoyed some wine. AND my “big sis” (and her awesome husband, Rick) was there. I hadn’t seen her in what seems like forever, so it was really fun catching up. Kylee and I hung out with Marian (big sis) and Rick basically the whole time. It was a good time.

Me, Marian and Kylee at the Cocktail hour:

Side note: Marian is my “big sis” from the sorority, and Sarah, the bride, was my “twin” meaning that we had the same “big” AKA Marian. And Kylee was our sorority sister too. Sarah, Kylee and I lived together in the same room in the sorority our Sophomore year and it was a super good time (think love sacs and many secrete McDonalds trips and forcing boys to do things for us, like put together futons and go on Dorritos runs for us during Finals haha).  And Now Kylee is my roommie again. So much Zeta Love!

Marian, Sarah, Kylee and Me at the Cocktail Hour:

After the cocktail hour they did toasts and fed us mini-foods (like sliders and other appetizer like snacks) which were delicious. Then Sarah and Collin cut their cake and had their first dance while we at mini-Trophy-cupcakes and had some more wine and then we got the dance party started. Marian, Rick, Kylee and I danced up a storm! My favorite was when they played Shout! – it really is the best wedding song (everyone think about the scene in Wedding Crashers ha). And we also shuffled to Party Rock (obvi).

Then, after an hour or two of dance party and snacks (they definitely brought out MORE sliders and cones of waffle fries = best idea ever), I was exhausted (Dustin’s Birthday the night before then working on that motion all day took it out of me)! So, I said goodbye to the wonderful bride and headed home to bed so I could wake up early the next morning and head back to White Salmon.

It was an awesome wedding! Congratulations Sarah and Collin!

HBD Dustin

Yesterday was Dustin’s 32nd Birthday. So old. Ha, I kid. He spent most of his day traveling back from Virginia (he was there all week for work) but I picked him up from the airport at about 8:30pm with a bag of his favorite jalapeno chips and a card. We then went back to his (freshly cleaned) apartment so he could change and shower before heading out for birthday fun.

I had been cat-sitting battle cat, so when he got there this was waiting for him, yay:

We had dinner reservations at SeaStar (a raw seafood bar downtown) but had to pit-stop at Ben and Kate’s for a little birthday surprise.

The guys got Dustin a cruiser for his birthday. Amazing. They win at gift giving.

We ended up cancelling our dinner reservation and eating fish tacos at Ben’s, having a drink, then heading to the bar up on Phinney Ridge for some more drinks. The boys rode their bikes and I drove. I got there before them and had tequila shots waiting when they arrived.

We hung out at Prost (the same bar where Dustin and I spent NYE this year) and Dustin and I had a mini-photo-shoot. Yay:

 

It was a good time.

And don’t you love Dustin’s new birthday sweater (complete with awesome elbow pads = love)? And his friend love too?

Then Dustin and I walked to his house and ate some birthday cake (which I made, home-made-status. White cake with buttercream frosting and raspberry filling). It was a good end to the night. Except for when I got upset because he only gave me one bite of the piece then at the rest himself. Ha. I’m ridiculous sometimes.

Today Dustin and his friend Pickle (the guy in the green shirt) are off to Colorado for the University of Oregon football game. Hardcore. I can’t wait for him to be back for a few weeks on Sunday. It feels like he’s been gone non-stop lately. And also I really want to carve pumpkins, so he needs to get home ASAP so I can force him to do halloween things with me (like make candy corn infused vodka drinks and carve pumpkins).

Now I have to go get ready for my friend Sarah’s wedding! Yay!

I hope you all are having a great Friday!

Monday Night Randomness

Did I ever tell you about the one time I made a majestic wolf picture while I was stranded on that Indian Reservation all summer? No? Well I did. I made a majestic wolf picture with markers and velvet from wal mart. And I made it while I was in my trailer, during the height of my reservation misery. And then I gave it to Dustin. And he framed it. And now it hangs above his toilette. It was one of the best things that came from the reservation. It really is majestic:

And also, today I was thinking, I really hope I didn’t offend anyone with my hunting post. Hunting is rad (when you do it as a healthy/natural food source). And venison is delicious. And I’m sorry if I made you upset. But I hope I didn’t. (this is what Seattle has done to me)

And also, it is Dustin’s birthday week and I am probably more excited about it than he is. But he is gone in Virginia until his actual birthday – lame sauce. Work, sigh. I guess that just gives me more time to prepare! I love birthdays, a lot, in case you couldn’t tell.

And also, I have a witness interview for my juvi case tomorrow morning. With the investigator. And a witness. So official and things. Oh, and because I don’t think I’ve told you this yet, I went to Omnibus on Thursday and when I got there I was surprised by THIS. What? Really? Crazy life. I couldn’t help but laugh, I didn’t know what else to do. Worst [not-quite] lawyer. Poor kid.

Alright, bed time for me now.

P.S. Candy Corn is the shiz. In case you don’t follow me on twitter and didn’t already know!

Opening Weekend 2011

This weekend I went home to my parents’ house for opening weekend of deer hunting season. My parents have some property outside of White Salmon, Washington, which makes hunting really convenient (i.e. wake up, put on hunting gear, walk out door, start hunt). My cousins Chip and Katie came up to my parents’ house too so Chip could hunt with us, and Saturday morning we headed out at day break.

First thing Saturday morning my dad and I found deer in a small field across the road from our house. Right across the road, guys. Two bucks, one doe. The bucks weren’t legal though, so we had to pass them up. But when my dad went to shoo them into the woods (so they wouldn’t get shot by someone else – also that probably wouldn’t happen because my 6’6” logger father would flip out if someone shot a deer on our property), a bigger (possibly legal) buck jumped up. I couldn’t shoot because my dad was next to them and my dad couldn’t shoot because he had left his gun with me. Opening morning fail.

We then walked around for a few more hours, saw some more does, and headed back to the house where Katie was waiting up for us.

We just relaxed at the house for most of the day before heading out that evening for another hunt. I went out solo this time. I saw a few does, but that was all. I ended up back at the house right before dark.

Everyone (me, my dad, my brother and my cousin) got back to the house at about the same time and we stood on the patio chatting, until the same deer from that morning came down into our yard. I walked into the yard to get a better look (and to see if they were legal) and the deer proceeded to walk right past me! Like 15 feet from me. Cocky little brats. Good thing (for them) they were too small to shoot. Ha. I’ll be waiting for you next year. 

After that Chip and Katie went home, my mom brought my brother, dad and I home some Chinese food, I stuffed my face and was asleep by 9pm.

This morning I was up before day break again and on the move. I was sooo sore though. Apparently I’m a little out of shape because my whole body hurts today. My shoulders hurt from carrying my gun and my legs hurt from hiking in stiff boots, through brush and up hills and for hours at a time. And they also hurt because like I said, I’m out of shape. Note to self: go to the gym this week. No excuses.

At one point I felt really weak from not eating breakfast so my dad put me in the middle of the field while he went up to walk through the brush. I was supposed to watch the field for deerz. So naturally I took a picture while I was waiting (and not seeing a single deer):

When I was heading home my friend Jon from High School was driving by. He stopped and chatted with me and said he hadn’t had any hunting luck either. It was nice to see him. After my chat with Jon I walked around a little more before heading back to the house to make some eggs and homemade biscuits for the boys.

I then showered, napped and hung with fluffy before heading back to Seattle:

It was a good weekend. It would have been better if I got a deer, but there is always next weekend. Also I’m not ready for Monday (but it’s not like I’m ever really ready ha).

Whole Foods Love Affair

I don’t know if I’ve ever told you this before, but I love Whole Foods. I love walking in and smelling that Whole Foods smell. I love the way the produce is arranged. I love their bakery. I love the wine and cheese sections right next to each other. I love that you can buy so many different kinds of kombucha there. I love all the gluten free food. And I love that they sell the most delicious wine for only $2.99.

I also love these Fish-y Friendz I found while I was there today:

I know most of the time Whole Foods is crazy expensive, but there is something so comforting about it. Also, I’ve fallen victim to the idea that everything that comes from Whole Foods has to be healthy, right? Right. So that totally makes it worth the ridiculous price, right? Right.

Today I went there for salad (case in point: salad is totes healthy). Just salad. And maybe a few bottles of that $3 wine. And some brussel sprouts (only like 8). But that was it. Right, like that was ever going to happen. I came out with $50 worth of things. Ohhh Whole Foods, you get me every time.

I got some delicious salad (with candied walnuts and dried cranberries and bleu cheese) for lunch:

And also, I got this 4-pack of beer. Which I totally justified buying due to the fact that I’ve been wanting to try it for about 3 weeks now. AND I also justified buying it because, well, it’s Pumpkin Beer!

Pumpkin Beer is so so delicious. And also Dogfish Head makes delicious beer just in general (it better be considering this 4-pack was like $14). So it must be a winning combo, right? I’m really excited to try it out. Maybe it’ll calm my raging week-long headache (or are you not supposed to drink when you have concussion related headaches? I guess we’ll see).

Also side note: I just saw that Dogfish Head recently brewed a small batch in celebration of Pearl Jam’s 20th Anniversary (in case you didn’t already know, I love Pearl Jam). Definitely want to try that one too. Add it to the list.

So yes, now you know, I want to shout it from the rooftops, I LOVE WHOLE FOODS!

But I suppose my blog will suffice. I’ll shout it from my blog instead: I LOVE WHOLE FOODS!

OK, I’ll stop shouting at you through the internet. Besides, it’s probably time to go drink my newly acquired immune booster Yogi Tea (thanks Whole Foods) out of my Pendleton mug (thanks Professor Eberhard) and get ready for my Intellectual Property class.

XXOO

Oh and P.S. I am representing my client at my first ever Omnibus hearing tomorrow! Yay!

Lolz

Just stumbled across this little gem and had a good LOL:

Also: currently I am at the law clinic waiting on my client to get here for our initial meeting with him. We have Omnibus on Thursday, so clearly we're really prepared. I guess that's what you get when your client doesn't show up to your scheduled meetings. I think we have a good chance of actually seeing him today seeing as he called Kyle a little bit ago and asked if we could meet a little early today. Waiting waiting now. Ohhh juvenile delinquents, so much fun!

In other news, I totally skipped my last class today. I skipped because before class I had to go to the pharmacy and while I was there I started feeling really dizzy and nauseous and confused. It was awful. I didn't even really feel ok to drive home, but I did anyway because I'm a rebel (and because I didn't know how else to get home). And then I laid on my bed and tried not to vomit or spin off onto the floor until my clinic partner, Kyle, called me and told me that our client wanted to meet us earlier than expected. Then I got up, tried to pull my ish together, and came to school so we could finally have our client meeting. Now I'm waiting. Clearly this isn't a very good story.

On a more coherent (maybe, I'm not actually making any promises) note: Marissa is on Twitter and you should follow her (@OneLoneMagpie), because she is awesome! 

K that's all, byee.

Headaches & Monday & Pictures

I have been all complain, complain, complain lately and I'm sorry for that. But oh my, my head still hurts from my concussion. And today my doctor told me that this headache could last for months. Um, unacceptable? Also I've been learning the hard way that it's difficult to be positive when you're physically in pain. I need to do something about this ASAP. I'm just not sure what that I should do yet... does anyone have any good headache remedies (IB proufin just isn't cutting it)?

Anyway, here are some more Danielle and Steffen Wedding pictures (because like I said before, pictures make everything better - in blog world at least):

Beautiful bride Danielle and me during bridal party picture time

Zeta Love (bride + ZTA sorority sisters)

The wedding party took golf carts to the beach for pictures. I took two glasses of champagne along for the ride.

Also, happy Monday everyone. CLICK HERE for a free music download (because free music Mondays are good). 

Lamest Friday Night

It's Friday night. My head & body still hurt. I have 9 hours of Mock hearings for my youth advocacy clinic tomorrow. I'm definitely not looking forward to that. So, instead of practicing my opening statement (which apparently I'm supposed to have mostly memorized) I'm being really, really bored and blogging and watching T.V.

 Law student of the year, right here. 

But here are some more pictures from last weekend. Because that makes everything better, right? 

My cousin Katie and I at her baby shower (Hi, Tot)

Beth and Chris (and his homemade beer cozy) at Hops Fest

Marissa, Launa (aka Beth's new roommie), Me and Beth after Hops Fest 

ER Trip

Yesterday morning I was being a big complainer about being in a bad mood for no reason, blah blah blah. Well I went to class, and that sucked, then I got rained on, then I went to a meeting and then I was heading home for some lunch and a nap before my late afternoon nap. And that's when it happened. I was rear-ended. And it sucked the most. And immediately after it happened and I was no longer being jolted forward and backward, the pain started. So after the obligatory exchange of information and her apologizing a million times and me calling my insurance company, I went to the Emergency Room. Because oh my gosh, it hurt so bad. I drove myself there, thinking I was mostly fine. I parked in the garage, got out and started to feel dizzy and confused. I went in and explained what happened to the intake person and gave him my debit card when he asked for my I.D. Needless to say I was then immediately rushed into the back and put into this:

A neck brace. And it was really really uncomfortable. And so not my best look ha. But after about 4 hours of waiting and X-Rays and tests and things, they told me my neck wasn't broken and I they took it off of me. Happiest moment of my day. Then a while later I got to come home. And then Dustin came and got me and made me a Cheesesteak for dinner and it was good. And he also woke me up in the night to make sure my concussion wasn't killing me. But before that, after the hospital I felt all weird and stupid (like, I couldn't think/speak like normal, and then I asked Dustin if that is what lots of people feel like all the time, and he said probably but most people probably don't know that it's weird to be thinking that slowly b/c that's what they always feel like, then I felt a little bad about that convo, like I was a bad person), and then I slept for 10 hours and now I'm sore and pissed and I have a headache, but things could be worse. Things could definitely be worse. At least the Doctor told me I couldn't go to school today, so I get to stay home and watch Sex in the City and other things that are on TV during the day, and take IB proufin and eat noodles. Noodles are delicious.

Wednesday Morning Thingz

Usually I love chocolate peanut butter overnight oats. But this morning, they aren't doing it for me. Maybe it's because I woke up grumpy (for no real reason) this morning? Or maybe it's because I stuffed my face at Dustin's last night with a cheese steak sandwich (he used to live in Philly so it was extra legit), and about a million french fries dipped in cheese sauce and/or gravy. Fat kid status for sure. At least I didn't like the shrimp french fry cheesy sandwich he made (it tasted only like pickles which are yuck) or I probably would have eaten all of that too. I need to learn some self control. And I need to learn that when I eat that much for dinner (at like 9:30pm), nothing is going to taste good the next day. 

Anyway, I was sitting here being all bummed because my breakfast is lame and because I'm having a grumpy morning, and then, these pictures from Danielle and Steffen's wedding photographer, posted on facebook:

 CREDIT FOR BOTH

Isn't half moon bay the prettiest?

Anyway, now I need to go get ready for class, I guess. Even though that doesn't sound like fun. Ha!

This Weekend via Instagram

This weekend was busy, and when it ended I was more tired than when it started. I spent all day Friday doing work at school for my clinic. Talk about time suckage. I did manage to go on a mini-date with Dustin to Bastille in Ballard. I’ve been wanting to go there for a long time now. Had I not been suffering one of the worst stomach aches of my life (no exaggeration, I almost cried in the restaurant), I think I would have enjoyed it much more. I had the Croque Monsieur, and they gave us pom frites to share. And also we got baguette and Dustin had muscles and I had wine too. Looking back I’m sure that dinner just made my stomach ache worse. I shouldn’t eat bread. Or cheese. Or french fries. But the restaurant was super romantic and awesome and other than my pain I liked it. Dates with Dustin are the best.

Early Saturday morning I woke up and drove down to Portland for my cousin Katie’s baby shower. I got there 2 hours early (thanks mom for telling me the wrong time) and then killed two hours in Gresham. Part of it I spent laying in my car because my stomach STILL hurt. So then I took this picture so that you could know how I was feeling, and because I am the epitome of cool:

Katie and Tot (that’s what I call him) got a ton of cute stuff at the shower. He’s spoiled already. I love it! I can’t wait to meet my littlest cousin (and also, I’m pretty sure he’s going to be born on my birthday!! his due date is only 3 days after, c’mon Tot!).

Also, doesn’t this onesie crack you up? Ha!

After the shower I drove back to Hood River for Hops Fest. I drank many samples of fresh hop beerz with my friends, and it was good. And did I mention that I definitely wasn’t doing homework while I was drinking? Because I wasn’t. And I didn’t even feel that bad about it. Also I was super jeal of Beth’s amazing outfit (stripes, boots, pleated maxi dress? yes please)!

Then hops fest ended at 9pm with some Tony Smiley and me rushing and pushing my way to the front of the crowd for one last dancy song.

Next we went to the Pub (obvious choice). And I found Marissa! YAY! Finally! I had missed her at Hops Fest because she was moving. I don’t want to talk about it. Any of it. (ha, so dramatic):

 
After that we just had a standard night out in Hood River.

The next morning I spent some quality time with my favorite kitty (Fluffy Face). He tried to drink from my glass (after I snuck him into our house). So silly.
 

Then I drove back to Seattle on Sunday. Yesterday I suppose it was. And now I’m so so tired. I need a day to recover from my weekend, I think.

But then, in the midst of my tiredness this morning, I found this little buddy on my walkway, and I liked it:

Now I’m making venison stew. Nom nom. Hello Fall. Hello busy busy week filled with stew for every meal? Probably. Oh the life of a law student…