Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Dear City of Portland,
Last night you were terrible to me, my friends, and even my live in. It will be a long time before I forgive you.

Dear Verizon,
Thanks for being there for me last night. What? Never mind you were terrible to me last night too. Where was my network when I needed it most?

Dear Gas Station,
I never thought two words could make me so sad…”cash only”. Perhaps a backup plan might be in order for future “satellite troubles” due to inclement weather. Furthermore, if you are going to suggest I retrieve cash from the ATM located inside your filthy gas station, please ensure its working.

Dear Jetta,
Like always, you rocked it out. You ran on fumes when I needed you to, you were a champ on the roads, and I would never, ever abandon you roadside.

Dear Sam Adams,
Please update your resume.

Dear Hawaii,
We’re on our way.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I am loving this snowball fight in NYC...

Monday, December 21, 2009

I was feeling a little blue yesterday.

The live in brought me flowers
and let us sleep with the blinds open…
two of my favorite things.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Q&A with The Live In

E: Is this inconveniencing your TV watching?

TLI: Can I watch that too, or no?

E: I’d rather you didn’t.

TLI: {sigh and eye roll} TV gets muted.

E: How has your life changed over this last year since the blog started?

TLI: I feel like in the last year people know more of my unique tendencies.

E: Like what? {trying not to laugh}

TLI: Like the eye cream I use, or all the blogs about the little things I do that make people laugh.

E: Are you full of yourself?

TLI: No, I think I’ve hit super star status though. As the live in. I’ve got a secondary persona.

E: Like Tiger?

TLI: Not quite like Tiger.

E: A little bit like Tiger?

TLI: No.

E: Can you try and answer questions like you normally would, don’t try and use big words to impress people.

TLI: Okay. {TV gets un-muted}

E: Turn the TV off.

TLI: I’m watching this.

E: Have any of the blog posts embarrassed you?

TLI: Yes! The blog post about…? Which one was it? Which one was it? Do you remember which one it was?

E: No.

TLI: It was just a recent one, like in the last two months. Well the pretty boy post was one. If you want to print all the posts and let me go back through them I think I can remember.

E: No, I don’t want to do that.

TLI: What’s the next question? Are you making answers up for me? Do you have these questions already thought up or are you making them up as you go?

E: You’re being weird. Next question – when do you think the blog will end?

TLI: I think the blog has slowed down quite a bit in the last few months. So, I see that as the photography blog takes more of your time this blog will stop. Or, when we move to suburbia and out of the loft. Then it might just be called something different…like, “My crazy husband.”

E: I don’t see us moving to the suburbs anytime soon. Plus, the blog is about more than just you so; I doubt it would ever be called “My Crazy Husband”. Nice try. You’re right though, Life in a Loft will need to end if we move.

TLI: Alright. What’s the next question? Next question, please!

E: Are you ever nervous about what I am going to write about?

TLI: Yes, all the time. You get to see some of the craziness. The singing, the loud noises, the goofiness.

E: If there was one thing you can tell the readers what would it be?

TLI: That our life isn’t always that fun. We have relaxing days, we have quiet days, but we also do have a lot of stories. We’re like any other crazy couple. Are these good answers or are these bad answers?

E: They’re good. Do you ever wish we were less busy?

TLI: No, I like how busy we are. It makes life interesting.

E: How has being married to me changed you?

TLI: {long pause} Hmm…it’s changed me in the way that I see the world and want to see the world. I don’t think I would have traveled and done the things that I have without you.

E: That’s nice of you, I was expected more of a sarcastic answer. What’s your funniest travel memory?

TLI: Just the two of us or anytime?

E: Anytime.

TLI: I think the funniest is when we {Erica’s family} were in London and I got on the Underground going one way, but everyone else got on the train going the other way.

E: Yes, that was funny. Funny how you were the only one to get on that train. Do you think that on our next family trip you will do anything like that?

TLI: I am sure. I’ll find a way.

E: Let’s talk about living in the loft. What is the most challenging part for you?

TLI: The noise that I make that drives you crazy. From the TV being on 5 minutes past 10pm or going to get my water before bed.

E: Those things are annoying. In our next house I’ll install a drinking fountain next to your side of the bed. You drink at least a gallon of water throughout each night. Aside from the location, what’s your favorite part about living here?

TLI: I can see the TV from anywhere in the house.

E: You can’t see the TV from the hallway.

TLI: Pretty close.

E: Sometimes we call your closet your “room”. You’ve been known to go there for some quiet time away from me.

TLI: Yep.

E: Care to comment?

TLI: It’s the littlest, quiet room you’ve ever had!

E: Fair enough.

TLI: {grinning from ear to ear} What other barn busters do you have for me?

E: Do you think we’ll ever finish the painting?

TLI: Yes. The day before we put it on the market.

E: Maybe I’ll make that my 2010 resolution?

TLI: Yeah? Awesome.

E: What’s one thing that’s surprised you about living here?

TLI: How much we eat out. And how quiet it is.

E: I cooked a really good dinner last Sunday.

TLI: Yeah, but we still eat out way too much.

E: Well, should I make that my New Year’s resolution? Or stick with the painting? I can’t commit to both.

TLI: Both.

E: What’s your New Year’s resolution?

TLI: To run more.

E: Like from the cops or like Forrest Gump?

TLI: Like Forrest Gump.

E: Have you ever been arrested?

TLI: No. I have had a ton of cops in my house before but…

E: Why?!

TLI: Well…when I was a sophomore in college I was walking from my friend’s house to my house with a case of beer in my hand. I was of course underage at the time. In the distance I happened to see a cop on my way, so not wanting to get caught with the beer I decided to run back to my place. What I didn’t know what that there happened to be a robbery or kidnapping in the area and once the cops saw me sprint away they thought I could be involved in the robbery. I had just gotten back to my house and put the beer in the fridge when five cop cars pulled up outside my house. They knocked on the door and asked if they could come in to check things out. Of course I was freaking out and thought that this was all over the case of beer I had in my possession. After they were done searching my house they told me that something had happened and that they were on the lookout.

E: I can’t believe I’ve never heard that story before! That’s so you though. Who sprints at the sight of cops? I think our interview is over. Nothing can top that story…

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Just Another Morning

The holidays do not stress me out. I share a pretty cool mom who takes very good care of us, so I literally can go home with the clothes on my back and be totally set. However, now that my sister is going Violet Beauregarde on me I don’t think I’ll be sharing clothes with her anytime soon. Regardless, we are totally taken care of and this makes my Christmas much less stressful.

That being said, I’ve been a mental mess lately. My schedule has been insane. My workload is heavy. And I’m about to check myself into mental rehab. Or go to Cabo, whichever is cheaper. I am not 100% complaining. But I am prepping you. Because in order to fully understand my little situation this morning, you must realize I am a wreck.

After going through my pile of clean/semi dirty clothes on the floor I came up with a pretty decent outfit for the day. I decided to compliment this outfit with a pair of zip up boots. Now, the boots are about a half size too small for me anyways, but when I put them on this morning they felt extra tight. And uncomfortable. Like I was in Geisha training or something. Powering through the pain in the name of beauty I went along with my morning. I chalked this sudden misfit of footwear up to my recently discovered gray hairs, as I do with everything that now looks, bigger, fatter, flabbier, or less Gisele like.

However, walking was a challenge too. It was awkward and made me feel extremely dizzy.

I am sure you’re all a little more intelligent than I, and have by now realized I had my shoes on the wrong feet. My only saving grace was that the live in had already left for work, and I avoided rounds of teasing. Or so I thought.

I love my work family almost as much as I love my real family. So, I made the mistake of telling them this story too. There was quite a bit of laughter to say the least. And, if that wasn’t bad enough someone who was only partially listening asked me how old I was when this happened to me. Well – it was THIS morning, so that’d make me about 28. I do believe she peed her pants from laughing so hard.

Maybe my mom can write a big L and R on the soles of my shoes while I am home…

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

It's My Blog Birthday!

Happy blog birthday to me!
On Saturday this little online diary will be one year old.
Thanks for reading, laughing, and having fun along with us.
In honor of the big day I’ll be posting a Q & A with…
the live in!

Monday, December 7, 2009

O Christmas Tree

The live in and I decided to get a Christmas tree this year. Last year we opted out. The year before that we made a pilgrimage into the forest (okay a u-cut farm) and found an oversized tree that barely fit in our loft.

This year we went 100% urban. We walked down to the Christmas tree lot, picked out a 5ft darling, and hauled it home. It was fun.






Monday, November 30, 2009

Bend, Oregon

When I initially thought about starting a blog I wanted to write about travel, restaurants, and new hot spots in the Northwest. Oh how I have digressed over the last year. Anyhoo, here’s a few of our favorite spots we visited while in Bend:

900 Wall:
900 Wall (formerly Merenda’s) is a must! The live in and I went for lunch…twice. Very reasonably priced, very good food. Their rotisserie chicken sandwich is to die for…

Powell’s Sweet Shoppe:
I really don’t think there could be a better candy store than this. Anywhere. It’s nostaligic, fun, and has everything! The live in made certain we stopped before our ride back home…he needed a little road candy.







Friday, November 27, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy {late} Thanksgiving, my friends. How was your day?

The live in and I are spending a few days in beautiful Sunriver for a little rest and relaxation post holiday. Actually he’s currently at the gym which doesn’t sound restful or relaxing to me, but it’s one of his favorite things to do while on vaca. Go figure.

We arrived last night and I don’t believe we have ever slept so well. Apparently waking up a 6:30am to stick our arms down the cavity of a dead bird really wore us out.

This was the first turkey the live in and I had ever cooked.

There were moments when I wished we had agreed to that reality TV show just so we would have documentation of how ridiculous we looked. The live in had read that cooking the turkey breast side down to start was the way to go. An hour and a half into cooking we were to flip the bird breast side up. So we did this. However, how in the world are you supposed to flip a hot, greased up, 18lb turkey? After a few minutes of struggling with the thing and no luck, we decided to wrap the live in’s hands in foil to hopefully shield him from the heat and allow him to handle it. This still didn’t work as the beast of a thing was much too hot. So, we put hot pads in his hands and then wrapped foil around the two. It looked hilarious, and worked like a charm.

We also brined the turkey the night before. We disregarding the professional’s advice to not use a garbage bag and forged ahead with this method. My guess is that the cooking bags made specifically for brining are possibly a little stronger…and perhaps shaped to the form of a turkey? Because I will tell you…garbage bags are not.

I will say that the turkey turned out great. Seems like a lot of effort for a fancy chicken to me, but who am I to question years and years of suffering.

We enjoyed spending our day with the live in’s side of the family, and I truly hope you enjoyed your day as well.

p.s. more on Sunriver and Bend later…for now you can check out a photo here.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Thanks...

You know what is my fave?
Having awesome friends and family.

Thank you all so much for checking in on me…even my brother called!
I adored your comments, phone calls, and emails (one even made me cry it was so sweet).

I am thankful for each and every one of you…

xoxo,
erica

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Bad Day

On occasion I will get an email or two from blog readers thanking me for blogging about a certain topic. It’s nice. It makes me think this little online diary of mine is worth publishing to all of you. I also get a few emails from readers who think my life, or the moments I share, is far more interesting than it actually is. Well…

Today was a bad, bad day for me. From start to finish. In fact, probably the worst day I have had since I can remember. However, there were positive moments. And, we choose our attitude.

My morning started with a photography shoot in John’s Landing. The shoot ended short after I fell down a flight of cement stairs. The sidewalk, mud, and my camera helped break my fall as I came to a skidding {not a joke} halt. I was bloody and beaten up. But, I didn’t cry. That would have been unprofessional. It’s one thing to flail down a flight of stairs like a dead body; it’s another thing to start wailing in front of client, right?! Not only was I beaten up, but so was my camera. The camera that was out of my budget in the first place was so longer working.

As soon as I got into my car and drove ten feet out of sight, I was sobbing on the phone to my live in. This actually can be put into the positive moment’s category for the day. He is the best.

Once at home I confirmed that the camera was out of commission and phoned my second client for the day to cancel. This killed me. I hated cancelling but even more I hated looking outside, seeing the beautiful weather and realizing it probably won’t happen again. At least not before Christmas, and these photos were for Christmas cards.

While I was icing my golf ball size bump on the knee the live in and I were playing around with the camera. Lo and behold, we figured out the problem. A little duct tape and I was back in business. I called my second client back and our appointment was back on. Another positive moment of the day.

I covered my body in band-aids in an attempt to not scare the children, grabbed my banged up camera, and limped downstairs. I am sure I made a great first impression on this family. Just sure of it. Actually, the family was great. They knew my day was off to a terrible start and couldn’t have been more kind.

If my killer first impression didn’t impress them I am sure the jail threat I received during the photo shoot did. I took them to the railroad tracks near my home for a few photos. A one car train rolled past in the five minutes we happen to be there. Four men took the liberty of stopping the train, and yelling out of their window that the police had been called and I was in violation of trespassing. Again, I didn’t cry. One, there was no sign indicating this “law”, and two – it’s not like I was at the railroad station. We were simply five feet from the actual road where cars and pedestrians pass frequently. Lastly, it was a great shot and I would go back in a second. Especially for an engagement shoot - it’d be perfect.

There were several other “worst day” moments that worked their way into my day, however I’ll spare you. You can feel good in trusting me when I say; it was a truly bad day.

But, like I said, we choose our attitudes. And victim is one thing I am not. I hope this insight into my terrible day helped just one person feel better about theirs. I am thankful for my live in and for my parents. I am thankful I didn’t get hurt worse. But I guess if I actually did go to jail it would have made for an even better story…

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

The Allison Inn and Spa

I was lucky enough to spend my day at the newly opened Allison Inn and Spa. I have to admit, I was a bit skeptic about a “luxury” hotel and spa in Newberg but I couldn’t have been more wrong. I would highly recommend The Allison to anyone looking for a bit of luxury not too far from home. It’s very well done…from the spa, to the rooms, to the common areas.

I am working on booking a weekend for the live in and I as we speak…

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I am back. And, feeling much better. I was able to get away {for work, but still} for a few glorious days in New York City. I stopped thinking about all the things that were bugging me back in Portland and have resolved to letting go of a few things. People are rude, and perhaps don’t always follow the golden rule, but…my friends, there is a whole lotta world out there. It makes certain things look really, really small. Enough said.

Blessings to all.

p.s. more on NY soon.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Hi friends.

I’ve been on a bit of a hiatus from blogging,
and truthfully won’t be fully back until the middle of next week.
I miss blogging regularly but
this little break has been much needed.

See you soon!

xoxo,
erica

Monday, November 9, 2009

I am loving this travel style guide. 
So true, so true.