Excellent, I love this game! Hopefully I’ll be able to entice a few friends into playing it now it comes with Valve’s seal of approval and integration with an alright chat client.

[Not via RPS this time, despite the fact it turns out they scooped me while I was playing RotMD instead of writing about it. Damn.]

here are a few shots from my favorite place on earth: Watervale.

they were all taken one morning on a solo walk to the beach. 

only 5 short months and we get to do this again.

he surely won’t be returning to sunny days like these, but London probably trumps southeastern Michigan on most days. (for example, i hear they actually have snow right now.. what is with this weather??? pseudo-springtime is freaking me out)

i want that nail polish.

beirut!

banana!

mumford & sons

drunk dancers errrywhere

the aftermath

it got cold, so naturally dancing commenced

i think i still owe my sister £60 for this.. i swear i’ll pay you back.. eventually..

These were taken last summer at a giant concert at Hyde Park in London. It was a chilly June day and I remember taking cover under a tree just prior to the gates opening. Don’t fret, we had whiskey and gin to keep us warm.

The Vaccines, Beirut, Mumford & Sons, and Arcade Fire played. I’m not a huge fan of outdoor venues, but the line-up made it worthwhile. More photos to come perhaps..

my dad’s big 6-0 is coming up! so my sister and I are making him a photobook of our travels this past summer in Ireland. it’s so fun reliving these few weeks. last summer was pretty amazing.

we’ve both found ourselves in similar situations, call them quarter-life crises if you must, but we’re both experiencing a general loss of direction.

so we regroup. and hope it’s for the best.

in the heart of my heart i know we’ll be fine.

this one is only for you Samanth:

We bottled today. It should be ready just in time for Jen’s boyfriend’s (HI SIMON!) arrival in two weeks.

Fingers crossed.

OH, also: a fine friend recently pointed out to me that I have zero excuse to be posting so many iphone photos lately..

because i got this for Christmas..

i’ll get better about that, promise.

this little bunny.

this is my beautiful step-sis and her enchanting little… and her dogs.

they were visiting for nearly 2 whole weeks over the holidays.. and now I miss ‘em like craazy! when the 3 year old left the house it became 99% less fun.

i guess some things are prettier in Michigan..

(i haven’t been able to switch coffee yet… Stumptown has my heart for now)

now, i’ll take one of these please.

it’s made by a Portland-based company… Grove.

thanks.

This little mister watched me pack allll morning long.

Will I ever see you again?

I was not surprised to find out that I own too much stuff… so eventually, after a last-minute car-top bag purchase, I had to leave the tittiehouse, my home, our lovely purple palace.

Biggs Junction, Oregon

We just checked into a hotel in Ogden, Utah. The lady at the counter said, “Moving from Portland, huh? Must be glad to be leaving all that rain behind..”

I almost punched her in the face.

Colorado tomorrow.

fall creek falls state park
tennessee

A good friend came into town this weekend to visit before I left Portland for the Midwest. He even took me out for breakfast!

Go HERE. Order the Praline Bacon. Eat it slowly.

This is what we look like when we’re full and happy.

We danced the whole way home.

This is Brandon. He’s one of my people. My person. Everyone deserves to have her person. He’s mine.

We don’t always see eye to eye, but I’d do just about anything for this fella.. and he for me.

We went to The Sweet Hereafter tonight with some good people. It’s adorable, you should go with your person and sit in the back garage and drink stiff drinks out of mason jars.

A few nights ago, Katey and I went to Rontoms to have a drink on their back patio next to the fireplace and Christmas tree.

I think patio sittin’ will be the aspect of Portland nightlife that I’ll miss the most. Drinking outside year-round? Yep.

i want to go back to this night.. our best meal in Ireland some months ago.

the food was leaps and bounds above anything else we had eaten on the trip.. and i was only disappointed that we were leaving the next morning and that we couldn’t come back for breakfast. the atmosphere and accoutrements were classic but art-funky.

go to their site: Ard Bia at Nimmo’s, you’ll understand.

Even a simple event like going to happy hour can make you reevaluate who you think you are.

Regardless of the unsettling results, this was juuuust what I needed.

like i said, we arrived and it was pretty glorious.

so bright it was hard to see. as a michigander i retire my sunglasses in October. these girls knew better.

no trip to the coast in December is complete without wine and mini christmas trees.

adams family portrait. this should terrify you.

this should also terrify you.

there’s still sand all over my bedroom floor. i want to go back.