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gift in a jar

An amazing coincidence happened the other night... I left a gift of homemade chocolate lavendar cookies in a jar, on the doorstep of a friend. A little while later I find this gift on my doorstep. It is a jar turned into a vase to hold cilantro. Each detail of this gift is so meaningful to me. It portrays peace, love, hugs, bikes, flowers, squash, cats, jars, and my nickname!
TOO CUTE!

cake in a jar

A few weeks ago I took a trip up to Mt Rainier to visit some people. It was J's birthday and there was supposed to be a big bash. It turned out to be a small crowd for dinner - that I missed out on- no bonfire, no fire lit croquet games or glow in the dark tennis. I did however get to enjoy some wonderful cake and sing an out of key version of the happy bday song, with some new friends. We had fun talking and looking at the fake National Geographic magazine. The next day I even got to take some cake to go in my jar, for my drive up to seattle.

all I need is my bike and some hot lips

I finally got to try the mushroom, asparagus, goat cheese pizza from Hot Lips Pizza the other night. It is the sunday slice special. I picked up my friend Gracie and we made it to the restaurant just in time to get the last 3 slices and a jar full of soda. What a wonderful snack for a late night carpool back to Lost Valley.






















The great thing about Hot Lips, is that they strive for local and sustainable business practices. The soda these two lovely employees are serving me from the tap, is blackrasperry. From what I remember, all ingredients of the pizzas sodas and salads is local...except for the olive oil. They take 'green' practices one step further by providing delivery not by car, but by bike or electric vehicle. Some of their restaurants have fresh herbs and other edibles growing in the small landscaped areas.




I should mention that hot lips is located in Portland. They have 4? maybe 5 locations around the town. They support the Portland Century bike ride that is coming up in a few weeks. I love this place!

4th of july

In an effort to be inconspicuous, I put my beer in a jar. Alcohol is frowned upon in public areas at Lost valley. It turns out, beer in a jar is pretty obvious. Oh well, we took our party down the street to Ken Babbs house anyway. I took off my 'hugs not drugs shirt', put my jar in my backpack, and hopped on my bike. I HAD to check this party out! A few of the merry pranksters were there that night, along with the LV crew in the picture, and some other interesting characters. After people watching for a bit, I rode down to Dexter lake with a friend, to watch fireworks. What an interesting night!

Fire hazard!

Dont leave that jar in the meadow!

Since being here at Lost Valley, my jar has held less mochas (see, Im not addicted). It has held some water and a few varieties of tea. I have to be careful though. If you leave a jar out in the meadow, in the sun... it is a fire hazard. I think LV found out the hard way, but I cant remember the whole story.

I totally set this photo up. I think its the first photo shoot of its kind... for me ...on this blog. I started thinking it would be funny to take photos of all the adventures the jar takes-kind of like the traveling gnome.

anyway...about lost valley... I am here, it is good, it is a beautiful day. I just took these photos a few minutes ago. AND

I am not the only one who drinks out of a jar!!!

In a jar please...

Margaritas, served in a jar!
I just had to splurge and pay 7.50 to get a margarita in a jar at Vita Cafe in Portland. We were out there on Alberta, enjoying the last thursday art walk and decided to eat dinner at our favorite breakfast place. Kids eat for 1$ every night from 5-7. Everything is vegan. I didnt really realize that when I ordered Ama the macaroni...but she didnt notice.




Vegan restaurants, donut parades, nude bike riding...
bikes
bikes
and more bikes.....
I love Portland!

Oh and everyone drinks out of jars!
not just me