Monday, April 14, 2008

Can't Every Weekend Be A Holiday Weekend?

Taylor and I just returned from a trip- him to visit his good friend Ross at the coast, and me to Portland to see my good friend Marie. I had the camera, though, so you will just have to trust me that Taylor (and Moma) had a pretty sweet time.
Marie and I went to a great thrift store, just chock full of goodies. She purchased this gem of a nesting-doll, showing Russian (or shall I say USSR-ian?) leaders through the ages. Can you spot mini Stalin?
Another thrift store we visited apparently decided that separating books based on the author's sex was the way to go. Do I need to mention that the store was run by a conservative Christian group?
We then headed up to Seattle and had what I believe could firmly be asserted as a marvelous time. The Sculpture Park there is really fun, and Marie and I could be heard to shout in glee, "Is that a Richard Sera? Oh my gosh! It's so great!" A wedding party and their photographer thought so as well:
A gathering of slightly blurry Whitworthians were seen at a party Eli threw at his lovely new home:
The childhood game of Jump Off The Swings is still great as an adult, we decided. From top to bottom are Marie and Matt, Jenene, Lars, and Marie and me.
And so, to end this post and this weekend, we have a shot of Marie's legs, flying high, wishing us well:


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