Okay, first things first. I'm in the middle of RFP season at the office, which means I have to prepare a large amount of very long, technically oriented proposals and I'm swamped, hence the lack of updates. Somehow spending 1+ of my 3 free evening hours working on photos and the blog seems much less appealing than it used to. I blame Netflix. I haven't yet edited all the photos from this year's Glacier trip, but I have pared it down to 300 shots and I'll take some time to get them all glammed up when I'm free from my latest project at work.
The second order of business is that we are taking care of a sweet baby kitty! My sister, Liz, has gone to Cuba for three months on a college exchange. While she's there we're fostering her 4-month-old kitten, Phoebe Valentine.
( More Kitties! )
We picked up Phoebe from Portland last weekend, on our way back from Eugene visiting llamas. After a very cuddly car ride home, we introduced her to Rupert. He was very unsure how to feel about her at first, most likely because he's never been around very young cats. We separated them for the first night (after letting them get acquainted until 2:30 am) but they've been sharing the house ever since.
Phoebe has boundless energy and has practically ignored us since she set eyes on Rupert. She spends half of her day playing with him (typically high-speed chases, covert attacks, and wrestling matches. She's only had one major snafu, which involved tipping over a plant and going to the bathroom in the dirt, but I think that was my fault for moving her litter box.
It's been a week since they've been introduced and despite tussling fairly often, I think they've really taken to each other. We didn't quite know how to interpret their monkey-wrapping at first, but after consulting the internet, asking other cat owners, and observing them (usually to our immense amusement), we've pretty much concluded that they're just playing. There's no hissing, spitting, or yowling. Neither of them draws blood or gets hurt. They change roles and separate easily, and when they're not excited they go about their business as normal. I wish I could get them to cuddle or groom together, but I'm sure that's way too much to ask for only having a week together. We've got another three months to see how this relationship evolves.
Lastly, this weekend was my friend Sara's Bachelorette party. All of the ladies met up in Portland for a night of drinking, dancing, and debauchery (the three D's!).
( See the Action! The Excitement! )
We ate pizza dinner at American Dream Pizza in NE Portland, then got dolled up at home base for the Hawaiian drag revue at Ember's Club (near Hung Far Low in China Town). We rode the bus over there, which resulted in much hilarity. The queens were fabulous, our waiter was a mirror image of the hotness that was pre-crazy Tom Cruise, and we had a great time dancing in the adjoining club. Most of the night we all satisfied our attention-seeking behavior by dancing on the stage-- though Rachel and I were disappointed to find out that they only let one person in the cage at a time.
We capped off the evening to a trip to Voodoo Donuts, which was impressively busy at 2am. I'm not a donut fan, but that place is pretty rad. I attempted to give Sara a drunken piggyback ride, which resulted in me falling on my ass and some passerby dude commenting, "I like how you're all shiny." Thanks for the hand up, fella.
A bunch of us crashed on the floor of Sara's friend Laura's house, a la middle-school sleepover and woke Sunday morning for leisurely breakfast. Sara decided she wanted to get a tattoo, so that became our quest for the day. All of us ended up at Forbidden Body Art (ooh, how dark and foreboding) where Sara had the tattoo artists place the symbol of the Unitarian Universalist church on her lower back. And, because I've wanted it for a while, I got the outline of of a llama tattooed on my left buttock.
I know that sounds odd, and I'll explain it if it requires clarification. I really, really enjoyed getting the tattoo and I understand now why it's so addictive-- the endorphin rush was mind-blowing. I decided just to get the outline for the sake of time and lack of planning, but I will be getting it filled in sometime soon. With what exactly, it remains to be seen, but probably a pattern reminisce of kimono silk. I'm also going to get a kamon on my ankle at some point, but I haven't decided which one, or whether I will design my own. This image directory holds a sampling of my favorites.
Afterwards, Sara (and to some extent I) was in need of serious aftercare, so we all headed to the Kennedy School, an old school owned and renovated by McMenamins. I had no idea this place existed, but I'm pretty sure I want to live there. It's... just... unlike anything else. They have a soaking pool! And hotel rooms! And a theatre with couches! And four bars! And a restaurant! Jesus!
After we had some low-level cognitive function back, it was time to end the party and head home. It's really, really rare for us ladies to get together. But, I definitely agree with Rachel when she says we need to do it more often. And Portland is the perfect place for us to get away!
Thanks, everyone, for an awesome weekend. :-)
Posted on September 03, 2007 @ 7:03 PM | 4 comments
The second order of business is that we are taking care of a sweet baby kitty! My sister, Liz, has gone to Cuba for three months on a college exchange. While she's there we're fostering her 4-month-old kitten, Phoebe Valentine.
( More Kitties! )
We picked up Phoebe from Portland last weekend, on our way back from Eugene visiting llamas. After a very cuddly car ride home, we introduced her to Rupert. He was very unsure how to feel about her at first, most likely because he's never been around very young cats. We separated them for the first night (after letting them get acquainted until 2:30 am) but they've been sharing the house ever since.
Phoebe has boundless energy and has practically ignored us since she set eyes on Rupert. She spends half of her day playing with him (typically high-speed chases, covert attacks, and wrestling matches. She's only had one major snafu, which involved tipping over a plant and going to the bathroom in the dirt, but I think that was my fault for moving her litter box.
It's been a week since they've been introduced and despite tussling fairly often, I think they've really taken to each other. We didn't quite know how to interpret their monkey-wrapping at first, but after consulting the internet, asking other cat owners, and observing them (usually to our immense amusement), we've pretty much concluded that they're just playing. There's no hissing, spitting, or yowling. Neither of them draws blood or gets hurt. They change roles and separate easily, and when they're not excited they go about their business as normal. I wish I could get them to cuddle or groom together, but I'm sure that's way too much to ask for only having a week together. We've got another three months to see how this relationship evolves.
Lastly, this weekend was my friend Sara's Bachelorette party. All of the ladies met up in Portland for a night of drinking, dancing, and debauchery (the three D's!).
( See the Action! The Excitement! )
We ate pizza dinner at American Dream Pizza in NE Portland, then got dolled up at home base for the Hawaiian drag revue at Ember's Club (near Hung Far Low in China Town). We rode the bus over there, which resulted in much hilarity. The queens were fabulous, our waiter was a mirror image of the hotness that was pre-crazy Tom Cruise, and we had a great time dancing in the adjoining club. Most of the night we all satisfied our attention-seeking behavior by dancing on the stage-- though Rachel and I were disappointed to find out that they only let one person in the cage at a time.
We capped off the evening to a trip to Voodoo Donuts, which was impressively busy at 2am. I'm not a donut fan, but that place is pretty rad. I attempted to give Sara a drunken piggyback ride, which resulted in me falling on my ass and some passerby dude commenting, "I like how you're all shiny." Thanks for the hand up, fella.
A bunch of us crashed on the floor of Sara's friend Laura's house, a la middle-school sleepover and woke Sunday morning for leisurely breakfast. Sara decided she wanted to get a tattoo, so that became our quest for the day. All of us ended up at Forbidden Body Art (ooh, how dark and foreboding) where Sara had the tattoo artists place the symbol of the Unitarian Universalist church on her lower back. And, because I've wanted it for a while, I got the outline of of a llama tattooed on my left buttock.
I know that sounds odd, and I'll explain it if it requires clarification. I really, really enjoyed getting the tattoo and I understand now why it's so addictive-- the endorphin rush was mind-blowing. I decided just to get the outline for the sake of time and lack of planning, but I will be getting it filled in sometime soon. With what exactly, it remains to be seen, but probably a pattern reminisce of kimono silk. I'm also going to get a kamon on my ankle at some point, but I haven't decided which one, or whether I will design my own. This image directory holds a sampling of my favorites.
Afterwards, Sara (and to some extent I) was in need of serious aftercare, so we all headed to the Kennedy School, an old school owned and renovated by McMenamins. I had no idea this place existed, but I'm pretty sure I want to live there. It's... just... unlike anything else. They have a soaking pool! And hotel rooms! And a theatre with couches! And four bars! And a restaurant! Jesus!
After we had some low-level cognitive function back, it was time to end the party and head home. It's really, really rare for us ladies to get together. But, I definitely agree with Rachel when she says we need to do it more often. And Portland is the perfect place for us to get away!
Thanks, everyone, for an awesome weekend. :-)
Posted on September 03, 2007 @ 7:03 PM | 4 comments
Comments:
Fun times this weekend was! Needs to happen more often.
Erin
By 
Erin, at
8:35 PM, September 03, 2007
Yaaaay I wish i could have come.
By 
LazyLightning, at
7:27 AM, September 04, 2007
Yea, so I'm going to need to see that lama...
Hope all is well!
By , at
5:53 PM, September 04, 2007
what a great weekend for you!! awesome llama tat!! looking forward to seeing it filled in. PDX rocks!! my old home...
By espresso...yum, at
7:27 PM, September 04, 2007
