9 days and I will be on plane on my way to England! Just saying…I am excited.  Anna has some great times planned for us…it will be a great week!

This last Friday Heidi and I went to a great restaurant that we have been trying to get to for the last month.  It is called Screen Door (45th and East Burnside).  The service was great and the food was amazing as well.  They serve Southern Comfort food and that it is.  Heidi had fried chicken, mashed potatoes and collard greens while I had jambalaya.  The weather was just right so we could sit outside on the patio.  If you get a chance you should try it.

I made it to the Saturday Market on Sunday this week.  There was a painting that has been stuck in my head for the last few weeks since I went to the market the last time.  I think that it will be perfect in my kitchen, and I just keep going back to this painting.  The painting was still there and I visited it again, and am still thinking about it.  It seems that I am being a little indecisive about this piece of art.  Saturday Market is a very interesting place, it is not like anything that I have ever been to before.  I was trying to think of something to compare the Market to and nothing was coming to mind.  The amount of creativity that is there is amazing, so many people who can create some amazing things with their hands and their imagination.  This vendor that I took a picture of looked to me like he should be on the streets of Paris with his cart full of prints.  I am not sure if this was because of the colors that he chose or if it was the bike.

That is Skidmore Fountain in the background of the photo, a Portland landmark that has an interesting history.  If you look on Wikipedia it says that on the dedication of the fountain in 1888 the Weinhards offered to pump beer into the fountain.  And of course since it was on the Internet then it is true   Ok, I really don’t know how true that statement is, but it would be an interesting idea to have a beer fountain in the middle of what is now Saturday Market.

Last night I saw Little McKay Creek live at Dukes in Gresham. They are a band from Pendleton, Oregon that I have heard numerous times. It was like a little bit of home came to the city to visit. They have a new CD out called Remember, great music and dedicated to a great man.

In the last two days I have moved 4.8 miles up the road to a great little two bedroom apartment.  But, I also had to run to Walla Walla, WA to get the rest of my belongings that would not fit in the old place.  So 4.8 miles turned in a whirlwind trip across the great state of Oregon with a quick jaunt into Washington.  Somehow in all of this moving I managed to give myself large bruises on each extremity of my body, I tend to use my body to push and manhandle boxes and furniture to where I want them to go instead of muscles.  I think this is a practice that most women use when moving, not that I have done a study on this.  But I have moved quite a bit and observed men and women.

It was nice to make a quick stop into the Walla Walla Ranger District Office and see some friendly faces.  Although I was told to “have a great life” when I left by one of my favorite people.  I will be back to visit my friends and family in Walla Walla, I will not be leaving you forever friends.  Hoping to get some pictures of my sweater project up in the next couple of days…been slightly preoccupied with the move and packing this last week.