Small talk. — Personal
It's always difficult to start a blog posting after going so long without doing one. It's like wearing a dress in the first of spring after going the winter wrapped in sweaters and jeans, you've almost forgotten your rhythm of movement. Life in the West is good. The autumnal season in Oregon is a thing of beauty. For the past two months I've gazed upon ruby and amber colored trees and blue skies, listened to murders of crows caw out into the brisk clean air, and inhaled deeply the scent of burning wood and fresh foliage. I guess we should start to anticipate the rainy season, as by all accounts it should be starting soon, and perhaps in an effort to ease us into the gloom Portland for the past week has been every other day rainy, every other day blue skies. But enough about the weather.
Work is still fun. I'm tired as hell but I'm building strength and muscle so it's all good. Some days I feel like I'm going to the gym rather than going to Pier One. I lift a lot of boxes, move a lot of furniture, and am always buzzing around a hundred miles a minute. I take on big projects and am frequently reorganizing the stock room. I overheard a coworker say to one of the new girls, "If you want to learn something, watch Heather, if you can keep up with her that is." I may sound like I'm tooting my own horn here but it's the first time in a long time I actually feel good about the work I'm doing, so I'm allowing myself a little horn toot.
The holidays are fast approaching and I'm getting nostalgic for friends and family again. The annual NYC social event of the year, Thanksgiving in the City, or TITC, hosted by the host of all hosts, our friend Jen, happened this year without us. It's the first TITC we've missed since the second year it began almost six or seven years ago. Sad. As for the holiday itself, Adam and I are staying here on the West, making a small dinner for the two of us, and enjoying an obligation-free evening over a bottle of wine and some cut-throat checkers.
Speaking of the holidays, I've discovered peppermint coffee. It's a glorious thing and my life feels more complete and enriched because of it. Thank you wise and gracious person who invented peppermint coffee, may 72 large breasted virgins be waiting for you in heaven.
we missed you terribly. The stuffing is never the same without you and Adam. XXOO Jen
this was it's 10th anniversary (yes, I've been here for that long)
BTW, I have a conference in San Diego in May. Any chance you guys are around for that? Maybe me and the hubby can fly up to Portland after its done??? Let me know
If you have a gourmet coffeehouse around, try some pumpkin spice coffee. Great at this time of year. Happy Turkey Day my darling.
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