Olivia Johnson helped me pull it off. Monster cupcakes – probably the only kind of decorated pastry I have the patience and skill to make. We can dance. We can dance. Our friends…can “dance.” It took some convincing to get them into our garage-based dance floor. Mark was a priest. I was a pregnant nun.
This happened too long ago for me to remember the details – maybe Marissa or someone else who was there can help me out… I think it was in August – at some elementary school in NW Portland. These birds migrate and live for a while in the huge chimney of the school. They fly...
I have been to enough weddings to know that this one was special. Truly low-key, maintaining the most meaningful aspects, potluck (love this idea too much to even describe). I was too pregnant to figure out my camera so many of the pictures are out of focus. Oh well. I think the love shines through. I...
Dad calls her the linebacker. Sort of mean. Sort of true. Sort of awesome. So fun having a little baby-type sister. She goes to OMSI with me.
