Well, for the last 2 weeks I have bragged and bragged on Facebook about how simply devine the weather was here in Portland....blue skies, warm, in the 70's.....well of course now that Rachel and Lana, (with family) are about to fly here, my temp reading on the computer says 52 fricken degrees. It rained some today, was quite windy, although the sun is really trying to "peep out". I think it will be a stretch to say the weather is nice here. Now they say the weather may improve....like mid 60's, sun every now and again.....but I have proven to be wrong about how woefully nice it will be. I should have known just to keep my big mouth shut. The same goes for the TrailBlazers...who LOST again last night.....I have been bragging about them all year. Now that they are finally in the play-offs, they look like a game of pick up ball in Jim and Rachel's driveway...and certainly Jeff and the boys could have beat them last Saturday....It is maddening. To wait for so long to have my hopes dashed ina matter of a week....
I am so happy to report that Rachel will be here in about 17 hours. The next 17 hours will be ALOT easier for me that they will be for her....driving to Chicago at 2:00am with Jim proudly wearing his "I will do anything for anyone, just ask" SMILE....all that waiting in the airport, hoping to get clearance into the skies heading west.....hopefully dozing for the 4 hour and 38 minute flight, and waking on the runaway for the final 6 minutes of the flight. As they land, if they look close, they will see 1120 Mariner's Loop....the one with weeds and a front yard in much need of a "fix"...I think I may even drive the Mercedes to pick her up....tehn off to a local resturant with Lana and her family.
Sometime later in the day we will arrive back at the Loop with Sheba eagerly awaiting the upcoming visit of her Aunt Rachel. She has been laying by the door for the past day....I keep signing to her, that it will be "in a little bit". She understands the sign of 2 fingers, but still fears she will miss out of the arival. She takes no chances.
About that time, Rachel will figure out that I am not much into cleaning. You would think one person could do a few things around the house, but these injuries of mine make it hard. My mission for tonight is to find the coffee maker....there is one here from when Jean visited some years back, but since Robert and I have never tasted coffee, she may have to refresh herself with....uuuummmm, some diet coke, a bottle of beer, or a glass of wine. I know she has probably had worse situations in her life, but I really will get to searching for that pot in the next 17 hours as Sheba waits patiently by the front door.
So on Monday we are off to the beach....7 of us and Sheba.....we will be in both condo's.....I think they have coffee at Grocery Outlet and I know there is a coffee maker at the condo, so Rachel might luck out on day 2....The condo's will be cleaned unlike the house on the Loop....so she hits pay dirt when she sees the condo.
We will come back on Thursday...and for the next week, ( give or take) we will search up the finest sights and stores in Portland. The Japanese Rose Gardens, The Chinese gardens downtown, we might go see ZooZoo a production by the Imago Theater, go to a baseball game, shop all the best areas on NW 23rd, Cascade Station and downtown, go to Saturday Market for art and Saturday food market for all things wonderful home grown in Oregon, go to the mountain, (Mt Hood) and to the gorge....(Hood River)...all of these fine things within 45 minutes of the house.
I have 2 hearing aids that work, a recovered knee and I am ready for the fun......
Bring it on.
I leave you with a picture in the back yard of a fruit tree I brought home in the rumble seat of the Mercedes 18 months ago. At that time the tree was about 18 inches tall, Robert was not real pleased about the transfer of said tree....so I vacuumed out the car to appease him while he dug a hole and planted the wee thing. Just look at it now. He would be proud. I can't wait for him to see it in person...sometime very soon I hope.
Can't wait for you to get here Rach.
