Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Three Years Down, Forever To Go!

Paul and I celebrated our third wedding anniversary last week with lots of good food and drink. We went to Il Piatto for dinner and then to Greater Trumps for things with vodka.

Kisses stolen by candle light




Big hands is in love with...


big boobies.


I had the chicken with beets and some corn stuff. It was much tastier than it looks.


Paul had the chicken linguine with caramelized walnuts and pears in a white wine sauce.


All in all the evening was smashing! I bought Paul a book called "The Intellectual Devotional". So he can roam confidently with the cultured class. I also got him the Love Forever Changes CD. I can't tell you what Paul bought me, but I will give you a hint...the third anniversary is leather. I'll just let your mind wonder on that one. Okay, that's enough, reel it in sicko.

An ode to #309

It's goodbye apartment of my dreams and hello basement of doom. The first time I walked into our old apartment I knew it would be ours, because I had seen a vision. Many months before we moved I had seen us in an apartment with a view of downtown, hardwood floors and jazz playing on the radio. And this apartment matched exactly. We lived at 910 S.E. 37th Ave. #309 for over two years and loved nearly every minute. From this lovely apartment I could see miles of Forest park. I could behold my building, "Big Pink", in all it's glowing glory. I gawked at the drunks outside the Triple Nipple. I watched the trees grow around Laurelhurst park. I spied on the coffee shop across the street. I sat transfixed while thunder storms rolled over the west hills.

We now reside in my parents basement. I can see miles of cobwebs. I can behold the washing machine in all it's sudsy splendor. I watch the mildew grow around the cracks in the walls. I spy on the cat. I sit transfixed as spiders walk over my shoes.

I'm very grateful that my parents have taken us into a house already full with two adults and two teenagers. I'm lucky to have a family that doesn't think twice about letting us live with them rent free. But the spiders are a bit creepy.

Here's some snaps of our old apartment, it will truly be missed. (click on any picture to enlarge)









Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Did I really just....

quit my job?!?! Wait a minute, I didn't really just quit my job, did I?? Someone get Bob on the phone, cause somethings gone wrong.

Okay, I quit my job. And it sucks just as much as it rules. I'm a woman of leisure now. Which I thought would include a lot more daytime court TV. But so far I've only seen Perry Mason once.

I miss all my friends at work. I miss my desk. I miss my morning routine. I really miss my paycheck.

Here's the photo recap of my last day at Coldstream

The A-Team makes great angels (rock that pout Ri!)


My lovely desk and all my crap

Check the view!

Me and my BFF


Ri-Ri and Matt making mimosas, the breakfast of champions!

The lovely miss Anita

Kori and I looking smokin hot in our spectacles

Gretchen trying to ignore my awesome french braids

Bob leaves to hide his tears. It's okay Bob, I'll still visit you.

I'm sleeping in for all of us! I love and miss you guys! Feel free to fart in my chair now.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Nothing Is Certain Except Love

Someone asked me today "Are you sure you want to do this?". Does he know the effect his words will have on me?

I ask myself those sort of "Are you sure?" questions everyday. I had no idea they would be so tough to hear from someone else. I need to know that you believe in me. I need to know that change is good, without question. And I need to have you behind me 100%, even if you're faking most of it. Because this is hard enough.

So, no. I'm not sure I want to do this. But I am sure that it's all going to turn out just fine.

"Be patient towards all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves liked locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given to you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer."

~Rilke

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Only one of you

"There is a quickening, a vitality, a life force that is translated through you into action and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium, and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, nor how valuable, nor how it compares with others' expression. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to stay open and aware to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open."

~Martha Graham

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Stage One-Complete

We’re moving back to England. There, I said it. It’s out in the universe now, beyond my control. I take no responsibility for any repercussions or hurt feelings.

Okay, it’s not that easy, but I wish it were. If only this move was beyond my control instead of within it. People are far more understanding when you have a relative on a death bed or the job of a lifetime overseas. This is more of a throw caution to the wind and make your momma cry sort of thing.

Paul and I both put in our 30 day notice at work. My official last day will be October 17th. Paul will be lucky if he gets out by December. I’m feeling more relived now that I’ve told my big secret, but it also leaves me open for comments like “with Sherrie’s impending departure our September meeting will be cancelled.” And I feel guilty for stressing out two super nice boss ladies.

But the prevailing feelings are fear and excitement. Fear that I’m doing the wrong thing by quiting a stress free, well paid job I love. Fear that we won’t be able survive without an income. But so excited to not have to wake up to an alarm clock at 5:45am every morning. Excited to spend time with my family and friends, enjoy Portland uninhibited, read all the books I’ve checked out from the library and work on overcoming my trepidation and anxiety about the move.

I think once my 30 days are up I won’t be looking back, only forward. I mean let’s face it, life is just too short to spend 9 hours on your butt in an office every day.