Wednesday, January 26, 2011

portlandia...and other things.

My sweet friend, Katie, emailed me a few photos from our Portland trip, since I sadly do not have any of the ones that I took. So, let me run you through the wonderful trip to Portlandia!!

We arrived late Thursday night and were promptly driven to a microbrewery, McMenamins, for beer and pizza. Beer = excellent. Pizza = so good. It was about 12:00am Portland time when we left for Katie and Heath's house, which translates to 2:00am Houston time... yikes! But, we stayed awake and slept so well that night.

Friday was a full day! We drove downtown to Powell's Books to browse the monstrosity that is this bookstore. Holy geez. They have over 1,000,000 books at all times, new, used, and in between, in any and every category you could dream up. Scott was in his version of Heaven. Scott's Heaven will have over a billion books, of this I am sure. I took some very cool pictures at this place, but.... you know the story. I don't have them. After Powell's, we got in the car and drove to several beautiful waterfalls in the area. We had plans to hike around the falls, but the weather did not allow us to do that. It was three things that Portland is known for: cold. wet. cloudy. But, the falls were stunning, none the less!

Saturday was dedicated to downtown. We walked all parts of downtown, from the Pearl District, to Hawthorne Street, to Stumptown Coffee, over the bridges--we saw it all!

At Stumptown Coffee

So many bridges!

Katie took me to her favorite craft supply store, Scrap. Whoa, what a beautiful mess of all things craft! Walking through Scrap would be comparative to delving into a junk yard trying to pass as a Goodwill. It was chaotic. It was messy. It was beautiful. I came away with a handful of fabric scraps, 2 skeins of yarn, some ribbon, and Lord knows what else for a measly $5.60. Alright, Houston, your turn to catch on... We ate breakfast at Voodoo Doughnut, which was just as weird as it sounds (I mean, the slogan was "the magic is in the hole"..... sexual much??). The doughnuts were perfectly crafted though, I must say. The oddest doughnut combinations, too. How would you like to eat a doughnut topped with maple frosting and cooked bacon? Or maybe vanilla frosting and Cap'n Crunch cereal is more your liking? Thanks, but I'll stick with my iced blueberry cake. Perfection. We ate lunch at a creperie.... I completely forgot the name of it. The inside was styled like a tiny French cafe and the crepes oozed with juicy, savory goodness. And, I am convinced that Nutella was invented souly for crepes. Oh, and powdered sugar, too. Yes, Nutella + powdered sugar + crepe = melt-in-your-mouth-moan-while-you-devour-close-your-eyes-and-dream-of-Paris-GOOD.

Sunday landed us on the West Coast, literally. We drove about 2 hours to the beach and saw Haystack Rock, smooth black stones, sand dollars (wow!), and tremendous cliffs! We had to bundle up, as it was CHILLY on the beach... brrr.....

Haystack Rock in the background.

Haystack Rock up close.

On the way to the beach, we hit what I can safely call a snowstorm. Yes, we were driving through a white abyss.

Being a Texas girl, I have never seen snow like this, so we had to pull over a few times to play in it.

Scott nailed me in the bum.

Wow! So, so fun! I now understand why people love white winters. Snow is just great.

We drove a little ways more to Oceanside Beach, which is a smaller beach with a rock shore, rather than a sand shore. The distance from the rocks to the gigantic cliffside is about 30 feet (I am terrible at guessing distances... what I'm trying to get at is that between the waves and the cliff, there was NOT MUCH ROOM). High tide came in at 3:30 and we decided to walk this beach at 3:15. Allow me to inform you that when high tide comes in on this particular beach, you will get crushed against the cliffside. People have supposedly died walking along this beach at high tide. Katie tells me this as we are arriving at Oceanside. No big deal, I thought, high tide comes at night. Wrong. Heath follows with, "Oh, high tide is at 3:30 today, but we should be fine." What? Fine? We get to Oceanside, and yes, the tide has risen quite high. Not quite to the cliffside, but boy it's gettin' there. On the opposite side of the entrance to the beach is a tiny cave. The cave is cool, says Katie and Heath, and we should go through it to see the other side. Well okay. High tide. Crashing waves. Cliffside. Cave. This sounds adventurous. I'm adventurous. Not. What shortly ensued was nothing shy of hilarity. Heath and Scott are just plowing through this rocky shore as if it were sand and Katie and I are slowly stumbling behind them. To get safely to the other side, we had to sprint while the tide was low and get as close as possible to the cliffs when the tide came in. I don't think I've ever had more adrenaline running through my veins. The real kicker was that I didn't really know when we should start running, so I would just hobble my way over the rocks until I heard from 10 feet ahead, "HAN!!! RUN!!!" Look up. See little Katie running full speed ahead while holding her hat and grasping her camera. Think to myself, "Run?? Why??" Look to my left. See huge wave coming. Think to myself, "RUNNN!!!" It was exhilarating. And beautiful. And so worth every curse word that came out of my mouth to get to that cave.

Oceanside. While the tide was down.

Random logs we saw on the way back from the beach.

View from inside the cave. Yes the water was very close to the cave.

Did I mention that I got smashed by a wave? Well I did. This is me in the process of getting owned by a wave.

Monday morning, Scott and I hopped on the train and headed for the airport bright and early! It was a fantastic trip. Seeing Katie and Heath was time much needed, and what a perfect spot for a reunion! Thanks, Katie and Heath, for a TRUELY magical experience.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

2 Pairs of Crochet Earrings Posted On Etsy!

Tangerine Crocheted Dangle Earrings

Candyland Crocheted Earrings

Hello, friends! Just posted 2 more pairs of the crochet earrings on Etsy! Hope you enjoy :-)

I will be posting about our trip to Portland hopefully on Sunday! Stay tuned!



Friday, January 14, 2011

Robin's Egg Blue Crochet Earrings

New item on Etsy! Hope you like :-)

Click the link on the right to visit my store!



Thursday, January 13, 2011

Etsy store is open!!!

Hello, friends! My Etsy store is FINALLY opened! I only have one item listed for now, but bare with me, as I will be adding some jewelry and other odds-and-ends soon!

Thanks, Katie, for motivating me to do this :-)

Visit my store by clicking on this link: The Freckled Key



sad day

Well, folks, I just returned from Portland, OR for a lovely trip with my husband to visit my dear, dear friend, Katie, over at Katie's Handmades. This, in fact, was not sad, but WONDERFUL! We had such a fabulous time seeing the sights of Portland and surrounding areas. My husband and I took lots of beautiful photos that I am sad to say, I cannot share with you at this time. Why, you ask? Because I am an idiot.

Let me explain.

So on our flight from Albeqerque (sp?) to Houston, we were in a rush to get home because we were tired from traveling all day and I..... left my camera in the plane. We got all the way home, ate dinner, settled in for bed, and it wasn't until the next morning that I realized what I had done. I immediately started panicking and crying lying like a pathetic little child and pacing around the house like a rat in a confusing maze. It took me a while to calm myself and call Southwest to see what I needed to do. The woman I spoke with on the phone was very kind, listened to my sob story, filled out a Lost and Found Claims Form for me (writing down every detail I told her, bless her) and told me what would happen now. So. Basically the flight attendants thoroughly search the plain after every flight, turn in anything they find to the gate attendant, who then takes it to lost and found, boxes it up, and FedExs the boxes to the Central Baggage Processing facility in Dallas, TX. From there, all of the claims are sifted through along with the boxes until a match is made. Then, they call you. I was very disappointed to find out that this process can take as long as 4 weeks and in the end, they may not even find your item. What kept being emphasized to me was, "it will do you no good to call here. We will call YOU if we find your camera." So, bummer. Big, big bummer. Thankfully, we still have our little point-and-shoot, but it's just not the same *sigh*

Our renter's insurance will cover the camera, should I not hear back from Southwest, which is nice. Katie, bless her, is also an avid photographer and took TONS of pictures of our travels, which she has graciously offered to send me. Thanks, friend! :-)

Until I am reunited with or forced to by a new camera, I will be posting photos from my point-and-shoot. The quality won't be nearly as satisfying, but then again, it's all about the experiences, right? The Canon, while wonderful, is just a thing. The memories from my trip to Portland and all future adventures to come are what really matter :-) And, perhaps I will be reunited with my Canon in the coming days. If not, well, we will start saving for a new one.

Blessings to all of you :-)