Three Years Down, Forever To Go!

Paul and I celebrated our third wedding anniversary last week with lots of good food and drink. We went to Il Piatto for dinner and then to Greater Trumps for things with vodka.

Kisses stolen by candle light

Big hands is in love with...

big boobies.

I had the chicken with beets and some corn stuff. It was much tastier than it looks.

Paul had the chicken linguine with caramelized walnuts and pears in a white wine sauce.

All in all the evening was smashing! I bought Paul a book called "The Intellectual Devotional". So he can roam confidently with the cultured class. I also got him the Love Forever Changes CD. I can't tell you what Paul bought me, but I will give you a hint...the third anniversary is leather. I'll just let your mind wonder on that one. Okay, that's enough, reel it in sicko.

An ode to #309

It's goodbye apartment of my dreams and hello basement of doom. The first time I walked into our old apartment I knew it would be ours, because I had seen a vision. Many months before we moved I had seen us in an apartment with a view of downtown, hardwood floors and jazz playing on the radio. And this apartment matched exactly. We lived at 910 S.E. 37th Ave. #309 for over two years and loved nearly every minute. From this lovely apartment I could see miles of Forest park. I could behold my building, "Big Pink", in all it's glowing glory. I gawked at the drunks outside the Triple Nipple. I watched the trees grow around Laurelhurst park. I spied on the coffee shop across the street. I sat transfixed while thunder storms rolled over the west hills.

We now reside in my parents basement. I can see miles of cobwebs. I can behold the washing machine in all it's sudsy splendor. I watch the mildew grow around the cracks in the walls. I spy on the cat. I sit transfixed as spiders walk over my shoes.

I'm very grateful that my parents have taken us into a house already full with two adults and two teenagers. I'm lucky to have a family that doesn't think twice about letting us live with them rent free. But the spiders are a bit creepy.

Here's some snaps of our old apartment, it will truly be missed. (click on any picture to enlarge)