Weekending in Pictures

March has always been a busy month for Jess and I, with a parent’s birthday which seems every weekend in the month we don’t get much time in the Grove.  Thankful April arrived in the form of sun-blessed days, to which we took full advantage.

Friday night, after school was over, Jess and I took a ride north to Brownsville to meet up with Heidi and her fiancee “H”.  We had agreed to meet at the Pioneer Villa outside of the town.  Jess and I rolled in about 15 minutes before Heidi and H.  Once parked, Jess says, “There’s a guy sleeping in the back of that Cadillac.”  My only response was for her not to stare at him because he was wearing sunglasses and could possibly not be asleep or could very soon be not asleep.  To which Jess replied, “His lips look fake.”  I reminded her that she was staring.

After about ten minutes and not even as much as a flinch from this

Pioneer Villa Dummy - Click to Biggerize

Pioneer Villa Dummy - Click to Biggerize

gentleman, Jess finally came to conclusion that it was a mannequin.  I said, “Who would keep a mannequin in the backseat of their car?” After a good dose of staring of my own, I agreed with her.  It was indeed a dummy, unfortunately, the driver of the car never came back so we could seek an explanation… although I would put my money on theft deterrent device.  Although the dinner was great, the company was fantastic, this was easily the highlight of the entire trip.

On Saturday, when we woke up and saw that the weather was outstanding we made a few calls, check a few websites and were on our way to the coast with one of my colleague, Erin, and her five year old daughter Kennedy to do our part to thin the clam population of Charleston, Oregon.  Although the time we spent on the beach left a lot of heat to be desired, once we hit the muddy banks inside Charleston the sun didn’t stop shinning.  Within two hours we had caught our limit on cockle clams and a good number of mary washingtons. We had a fantastic time, even if fiver year-old Kennedy out clammed all of us.

chowder1Because Erin and Kennedy have only been Oregonians for eight months, they had been neglectful in having the chowder excellence that is Mo’s… which is heads and shoulders over The Chowder Bowl (You know it, Miller).  After dinner we made the trek home and arrived just around nine.  I steamed the clams that night and then made a great chowder this evening, which is one of the reasons I am currently suffering from a food coma.

house-oldOn Sunday, Jess and I left the house to get some routine shopping done and ended up coming back with a car full of flowers, gardening supplies and what not.  We ended up redoing our entire front yard.  The only original thing left standing was the tree.  We planted nearly 35 daffodils and tulips in the places where there had been little shrubs before.

house1After working in the yard for nearly the entire day, we settled down in a our comfortably cold house, let the dog in (he went straight to his bed for the night) had dinner and drank a great Pinot Gris.  All in all a very successful weekending.

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About Wellsy

Chris is a twenty-something Special Education teacher and Football coach in a little town south of Eugene, Oregon. Chris happily lives with his beautiful wife and his terribly uncoordinated Grate Dane named Moose. Chris has been known to travel, like reading, wanting more time to writing, be in the outdoors more, and generally not befoul the world.

Posted on April 5, 2009, in random whine and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. The dummy is for cheating the carpool lane.

  2. The house looks much better with all the various flowers!

  3. We bought the first half of the dirt we need for our raised beds. Turns out the prius can’t handle 1500 pounds of dirt in one go, but it handled 750 like a champ.

  4. Yeah, a Prius isn’t known for it’s load bearing capabilities. Jess and I would love to do something like raised beds but we don’t have the space right now.

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