Author: Amber

Saturday was my mom’s big 50th bash. My step-dad Bill and I spent the whole day working on it. Earlier this month when we got together to plan everything and I rattled off lists of things we were going to get, make, do, etc. he asked if he needed to do anything. I get a little over-zealous with party planning, in case you’ve never noticed. But he did have to help on Saturday, shopping, chopping, and cooking to put together this: Brent the bar tender. Check the homemade (and slightly supplemented with Newman’s Own -shh) strawberry…

Yesterday I finally made it to Portland again, it had been months I think since I’d driven up. Trying to save gas and all (though Bj doesn’t believe me). I met Tex at the cool nursery she works at. I realized I didn’t get very good overview shots of the nursery, I was too focused on all the pretty plants (oh my poor neglected yard). But here is the one shot I got: You can see how it’s right in the city, so neat, like a little oasis. We had lunch and then I wondered around…