RAIN all this week...

not including myself and michele [who noticed it a few days ago while i was still in denial about it all] but is anyone else finding it hard to deal with the 'new look' of portland metblog's website. my annoyance by the change [did anyone ask its readers for a vote] went through a few stages: first, i ignored it... then, michele stated how vexed she was by it all and then my frustration transformed into something more nefarious [yet contained meaning i guess no one will really know how disturbed i was except the few that read my blog].

this weekend i felt like i was just floating, suspended in liquid. joel invited me to go see (2) girl bands play at the doug fir: storm and hells bells. danced a bit more at goodfoot [i bet shawna's house is right smack behind goodfoot]. good times... when you don't end the night until ___ in the morning, you know you're in for a pretty quiet and uneventful saturday. and i have to say, my saturday was completely uneventful. ;) it was 'just an ordinary day'... just a day, just an ordinary day, just tryin' to get by...

as i tried [tried very hard, a mild case of knitter's block] to figure out what to knit next, reading through what the various yarns at home were made out of, i had to look up the following word: worsted. it means a smooth, hard-twisted wool thread or yarn.

i see that beth orton has a new CD out: comfort of strangers [weighty lyrics on hypocrisy and heartbreak]. hmmmmmm... i'm looking into buying a pair of redfeather hike snowshoes. or is there a better kind? oh yea, and i'm fully stocked now to make smoothies using my new blender. sounds messy, doesn't it!

this is another 'borrowed' photo. inside of timberline lodge. i've got a good collection of photos on my digi but will wait till the weekend before posting. my method... go to the stupid shutterbug and have them burn a CD for $5.