This is so Brian and me.
Wishing to bring home some fair art or touch of Bellingham, Brian and I made pirogies. It went fine until the pirogies got too warm and all stuck together, so we had to cut them apart with a knife. Also, I only had whole wheat flour, so they were a little healthier tasting.
Brian helping me pack. Ok, I think he was working.
Aimee claims her rabbit's a girl.
The platypus knows it's next.
We detoured to Mt. St. Helens for a photo op on our way to Portland, where we spent a day, going to the art museum and OMSI (which we got in for free since it was so close to closing time!) and hanging out with our hosts.
This sunset and the fine mexican food we got are, I'm sure, the only nice things about Redding.
Apparently I have difficulty typing the word susnet.
We stopped in Davis for a night and went to a party.
I still haven't finished unpacking, but it looks better than this. Robin said my unpacking method was to move boxes I didn't want to deal with out into the living room, which is somewhat true--I wanted them to be put into storage.
Monica gave Brian and I tickets to the Mountain Play--HAIR--since she was in it. Ironically, I played in the band in our high school's production, so I knew 70% of the lyrics. Unfortunately, we had to get a ride up the mountain with her, so we got there at 8:30 and the play didn't start until 1. Also we had only slept 3 hours the night before. Monica said the cast was amused during their pre-play runthrough watching us laying miserably in the sun on stone seats.