I was baffled by the people who seemed to not notice her. How could they not get pulled in by her tractor beam of cuteness?
Roxy is not even my kid, but as strangers passed by without a even a glance, I sort of got enraged. I wanted to grab them and say, “Oh no, you didn’t just pass by and not smile at this kid. You get your ass over here and goddamned appreciate!”
The other awesome thing about friends with cute kids is that the you can just bask in the adorable cuteness, and not really notice the adorable messes they create.
When Roxy is a teenager and becomes a pain in the ass, Nedra can always remind her of the Bob’s Red Mill Diaper Blowout of 2011. And she can thank me for not taking pictures of it.
After a lovely lunch and our 100 pound oatmeal purchase, we dropped off Nedra and Roxy and headed downtown for pre-Timbers cocktails with friends. The last home game of the season.
How ever much we may have drank, it wasn’t enough.
You can click on the above photo for larger. And below, the season’s last home game national anthem.
So it was a frustrating, shitty game and they lost. But we were glad to be there.
After the game, we popped into The Bitter End to commiserate, then headed to a friend’s house for six hours of sleep.
The next morning, we got breakfast at Fat City, which will be an apt description of my ass if I keep going there and getting their delicious Farmer Sizzle (hashbrowns, ham, onions, eggs and sausage gravy).
Despite the gray skies, the rain held off, and Portland Nursery was lovely, as always.
Sometimes I want a yard so I could fill it with pretty plants and quirky chainsaw sculptures. And then I remember I’m not wealthy or hard working, so my yard would probably just turn into a muddy swamp of over grown grass.
We got there very soon after Portland Nursery opened, but the line for the tasting was already pretty long. We did the tasting last year, so we were content to stroll around, pick out some apples to take home, and absorb the goddamned wholesomeness of a lovely fall day in Portland.
Did I mention I love apples?