Memorial Day weekend here was a little uneventful but still nice. Saturday was warm and sunny (I got a little sunburn!) but the rest of the weekend was overcast, rainy and chilly. Bleargh.
We spent Saturday day hanging out in the garden. Rather, I was hanging out. Adam was actually working in the garden. Ah well. The main objective of my day was to move my chair to the sunny spots when I got cold and then move it back in to the shade when I got too hot. It was very complicated.
Saturday night we went to the drive-in. I love drive-ins. My car is a great drive-in car because we can put the seats down, pile it up with blankets and pillows, open the hatchback and lie down to watch the double-feature. We also brought enough food to feed an army in a blizzard for a month.
I don't understand why but, at a drive-in, you'll see movies you would never see otherwise. For instance, on Saturday we saw "Are We Done Yet" and "Spiderman 3." The first movie (featuring Ice Cube) was absolutely awful. The story made no sense, the characters were annoying and the song that played as the credits rolled sounded like Jungle Fever . I, of course, was then stuck to Junlge Fever for the rest of the night. Not a good song to be stuck to and for that reason alone, I hated this movie.
But it was okay because we were at the drive-in!
Spiderman 3 was a little better but I still don't really understand why people love these movies so much. All of the movies based on "graphic novels" (everyone knows they are just comic books) are kind of lost on me. What I want to know is why they haven't made a movie based on Archie yet. I read those comic books a lot growing up and I loved them! They have love, humor, suspense and adventure....now that's a movie I'd gladly see whether it be at a drive-in or otherwise.
5.08.2007
Pancakes, Peddlin', and Picnics
Saturday was one of those days that is heaven-sent. It was a beautiful day...warm but not too warm. Sunny but not to sunny. Breezy but not too breezy. It was simply not a day to stay indoors. It wasn't a day to lay about in the backyard either...it was a day for greatness!
We woke up early (but not too early) and made pancakes. What better way to seize greatness than with a coupla thick, buttery, syrupy pancakes? Sitting by an open window while listening to Chopin (but not too much Chopin) and the sounds of the world go by doesn't hurt either. If you can convince your loved one to make your pancakes in the shapes of various animals, it borders on nirvana.
Next up was a delightful bike ride. A surprise, no doubt, if by peddlin' you thought I meant selling sundries on the side of the road. If you live in Portland, or are visiting and find yourself blessed with a nice day and a spare bike, I suggest going on the Springwater Corridor. It is a great way to see various parts of the city (warning: it ain't all pretty
folks) and get your nature fix as well. It is a well maintained path with many of stopping points along the way and you'll see all sorts of characters.
On Saturday, we went as far as Powell Butte park. We were looking for a good spot for a picnic and were hoping that Powell's Butte would afford as a nice grassy area with a vista. That wasn't quite the case but we wandered around (mostly up) the trail for a bit before deciding to turn back and find another picnic locale. On the way down I had my first brisk introduction to downhill mountain biking (on my poor little cruiser bike) and I have to say it wasn't so bad. I literally had to say it. At the top of my lungs. The whole way down.
So, plan B. We rode our bikes on the path back towards Portland but took a detour to go to the Leach Botanical Gardens. I was hesitant at first until I saw the signs and realized it was in fact, Leach and not Leech. Visions of slimy parasitic bloodsuckers evaporated when we entered the gardens which are just off of a busy road here in Portland but, once you step in there, all the grimy rushing of the city goes away.
This was the perfect picnic spot.
Raspberry beer, lemon chevre, smoked gouda, crackers and fresh raspberries. Perfecto!
We woke up early (but not too early) and made pancakes. What better way to seize greatness than with a coupla thick, buttery, syrupy pancakes? Sitting by an open window while listening to Chopin (but not too much Chopin) and the sounds of the world go by doesn't hurt either. If you can convince your loved one to make your pancakes in the shapes of various animals, it borders on nirvana.Next up was a delightful bike ride. A surprise, no doubt, if by peddlin' you thought I meant selling sundries on the side of the road. If you live in Portland, or are visiting and find yourself blessed with a nice day and a spare bike, I suggest going on the Springwater Corridor. It is a great way to see various parts of the city (warning: it ain't all pretty
folks) and get your nature fix as well. It is a well maintained path with many of stopping points along the way and you'll see all sorts of characters.On Saturday, we went as far as Powell Butte park. We were looking for a good spot for a picnic and were hoping that Powell's Butte would afford as a nice grassy area with a vista. That wasn't quite the case but we wandered around (mostly up) the trail for a bit before deciding to turn back and find another picnic locale. On the way down I had my first brisk introduction to downhill mountain biking (on my poor little cruiser bike) and I have to say it wasn't so bad. I literally had to say it. At the top of my lungs. The whole way down.
So, plan B. We rode our bikes on the path back towards Portland but took a detour to go to the Leach Botanical Gardens. I was hesitant at first until I saw the signs and realized it was in fact, Leach and not Leech. Visions of slimy parasitic bloodsuckers evaporated when we entered the gardens which are just off of a busy road here in Portland but, once you step in there, all the grimy rushing of the city goes away.
This was the perfect picnic spot.
Raspberry beer, lemon chevre, smoked gouda, crackers and fresh raspberries. Perfecto!
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