Don't we look like old pals? That's how it felt. We had a great breakfast at one of my favorite Portland breakfast spots, The Bijou Cafe. What a treat to finally meet the amazing Rayna!
Rayna headed off for the Convention Center and I wandered into the Nordstrom Rack before heading back out to the suburbs. As I told Rayna, the Rack is a crap shoot, but I won today—found a great pair of Clark sandals that I can walk in. (I am sparing you a photo of my feet.)
I finished up some painting in the small bathroom at the house, then went outside, to enjoy the wonderful weather. Today it was in the '80s—our first really warm day this year. It was green and cool by the creek.
Ray is planning to plant native plants near the creek and bought a couple of trilliums, at my request.
I was tired of working at the house, so I called my son-in-law and asked him if he'd like to come and help Ray hang a cabinet and intall a toilet. In exchange I went and took care of Sofia. Win-win. Sofi was dressed for summer weather and looked awfully cute in her shorts and summery top. Oh, those knees and elbows! We had a good time out in the yard until I insisted that she couldn't eat the pinecones. That didn't sit well.She didn't stay mad for long and accepted a baby cookie as a peace offering. When I asked her if she wanted a cookie, she went straight to the cupboard where they are kept and pointed up at the door. I think she's pretty smart. Good survival skills. I always think it's good to know where the cookies are.
there's a kid after my own heart-always know where the cookies are.
ReplyDeleteNice that you could meet Rayna after all this time.
Last week I found a bag in a grocery cart at Trader Joe's - it had only a bottle of wine and some cookies in it. When I turned it in, the clerk and I both said simultaneously, "Oh, no, someone forgot their basics!" Sofi is learning.
ReplyDeleteIsn't Rayna fun? We had a good time when she was here in Santa Babrara to teach at our guild.
How nice you got to meet your online friend after all this time! But more important, you had breakfast at the Bijou--I'm jealous!
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