with him.
This is the view from John's desk, isn't it awesome? It was only like that for about 10 minutes, but the forecast had us expecting it all day, so I was dressed like this:
I've actually worn my motorcycle jacket most of this week and I do feel badass wearing it, especially with the tall boots. I'm going to try not to do phone pics for outfit shots, but I loved my outfit last Saturday, the day I got the new phone. I think it broke some fashion rules for matching boots and coat or purse and coat or boots and purse... no wonder I'm confused about it. However, I feel it was tied together because I had on rhinestone earrings and a necklace, which matched the pockets of my jeans and my boots and belt were both black.
oh, and my hair matched my purse :)
This was by accident, but I moved the deer candle to the fish tank when I got the bird candles above, and I love how it perfectly opposes the crazy plant in silhouette.
Oh, how I scoured the magnet pile for "I," "am" and "the" when I saw this walrus. I laugh at my hilarity each time I reach for the nearby bottle opener. (Also, bonus for the nearby random NoDak magnet from a motorcycle trip.)
Our crazy, short tailed, possibly learning disabled cat Pickles, in the only picture I have of her looking interested in me.
Toki, our beloved fat cat, glaring at me because of the empty food bowls.
and this guy. Although this picture isn't taken at home, he's who I share it with and it's perfect.
When I got downtown, John and I had a pre-func drink before meeting up with Char and Dave. We were fancy!
We got to the event and were having a good time. As we were having dinner, I kept noticing how one of the dishes tasted weird. I chalked it up to me being unsophisticated and ate it anyway. Shortly after this, I realized that if I didn't get out of there in short timing, that dinner was going to find it's way back to the surface. We apologized and made a hasty retreat to a cab and made it home before I got sick.
The next day I felt fine and we took off for an adventure filled day. I couldn't find my wallet, but had switched purses that morning and just figured I had gotten distracted halfway through and the wallet didn't make the transition. (you sense what's happening here, don't you?) Well, later that day, shortly after we'd arrived home, I got a facebook message on my fancy new phone (shown below) from a guy who said he worked for the club "Dirty" and had found my wallet.
In the toilet. In my poor state on the way home, I had taken my wallet out to pay the cabbie and apparently never put it back into my purse. I called the club guy and my credit cards and cash were gone (of course) but my ID was there with a couple of my other cards. He'd found me because I had a card that pointed to this blog. Through there he tracked me down on Facebook. It was late and we'd been out all day but in a bizarre moment, John said "Let's just go downtown and pick it up!" We grabbed a cab and stopped and the Club Dirty to retrieve it. It was in an envelope and when I mentioned something about opening it, the guy said "Here, you'll need these" and handed me rubber gloves. We thanked him and decided that we'd grab a drink while we were downtown and made our way to the Dixie Tavern. They needed to card me to get in, so I put on those rubber gloves and opened the envelop to get my wallet, open it, and display its still wet contents. They did not ask to inspect it further.
We ended up dancing and having a really good time and an endless amount of jokes with our situation...
No one had tried to use the cards, so all's well that ends well. I'm keeping the envelope in my hope chest's box of memories and next time something tastes weird, I think I'll just skip it and plan to grab a snack later on.


Also, one of the guys we work with was celebrating his 50th birthday and we crafted up this hilarious birthday picture of him as Bosley to our Charlie's Angels....
We outsourced the photoshopping for this as my homemade, non-software version that hangs on the wall lacks the finesse of electronically enhanced version.
I made this earring and necklace set years ago by deconstructing an old necklace of my grandma's and I love the wooden look with my cowgirl belt.
A low ponytail completed my cowgirl ensemble!
Today represents a whole year of Fashion Fridays! It's my work-a-versary! I started these posts as a way to make myself step out of my comfort zone (and my habit of jeans and hoodies from my time spent working from home) and commit to wearing cute outfits all the time (or 90% anyway) and incorporate more color into those outfits. With a few additions to my schedule (always have options the night before because in the 10 minutes I have to get ready, there's no time to waste!) I think I can call it a success! Also? I love my job :)
The
The dance offs begin....
Kim's shoes...
John vs. Trevor:
I think they are freestyling this part...
Duet.
I think Kim won that one...
also, this happened. and so did this.
We stopped to enjoy some of the beautiful scenery without the usual crowds of people that tend to congregate on a weekend day.
Multnomah Falls, as it always is, but I like it in black and white.
I have to admit, I usually never want to stop here because the people and parking are crazy, but we almost had it to ourselves that morning.
Don't jump, John!
We also stopped at the Columbia Gorge Hotel. We love this spot because years ago, John married two of our friends there (to each other, he doesn't have another family) and we have fond memories of the wedding weekend.
Once we got to the top of the mountain, we had lunch inside the giant lodge. I love the huge snowdrifts outside.
Then, we strapped on our shoes and hit the trail!
Thankfully, the wind died down once we got in the trees. It was beautiful!
We started out going downhill, which was super fun.
Uphill was pretty intense in places...
...especially the final stretch back to the lodge.
but we were rewarded with delicious beers. victory.