Wednesday, June 27, 2007

post # 199

Thank you Jeannie for my very first Award from amongst my peers.

Restaurants and Cigarette butt throwers

The Mr. and I went to diner the other night with prompting from me on the count that I didn't want to cook.
Earlier I had spotted this Chinese Restaurant that I wanted to try so we went there, This is not too far from our old favorite Gustav's Pub and Grill that has changed so much that sadly it is not our favorite anymore. Why do people mess with a good thing? If you've got it perfected why change it? I knew the owner years ago from the place I worked and these are not his ideas, They changed the interior so much that it feels claustrophobic to me, it used to be open and have the kind of Old Swiss Chalet openedness and charm and now Just plain uncomfortable. The menu is not the same, and the favorite foods have changed, the Crab cakes, ummm, not very good anymore. No monthly specials, it's too get in and get out oriented now. The last time there was probably the last.

The new Chinese Restaurant is called Chens Open Kitchen, All the food is made before your eyes fresh, Crispy veggies with fresh green colors and a creative feast for the eyes as well. (Yummmmm) My only gripe is that there is no condiments on the table and you have to ask for them. And why is it you never get a knife at a chinese restaurant? Have you ever noticed that? It's not like you don't get things you could cut up, because I find myself needing one almost everytime. Somebody should clue them in.

Now On the way home I again witnessed a drive by cigarette butt flinger, Oh I can't tell you how this tends to piss me off,I just want to lay on the horn to let them know they pissed me off. I know, it could be totally a road rage ticket in the making $$$$. We live in this beautiful green place called the Willamette Valley and people still throw cigarette butts out the windows not caring what they burn up. I think I'll start taking down License plates and posting them when I witness this, I wonder if I could get in trouble for that? Who cares...I didn't do this when I smoked.
Have a Happy & Safe 4th of July Week everyone.

Work, Birthday, Rodeo's

I have been getting a few hints that it's time to update my blog, I have faithful readers and I have become part of their daily ritual. They gave me a few week hiatus but now are knocking and phoning for a new post all of them saying it's been since June 3rd, Come on! Lol, It's demanding but nice to read.

I have been doing some traveling with the Mr. for work, That's important, and didn't have access to a computer. So I finally got a laptop, a HP w/Vista. I asked around and everyone told me a different brand so I did a little homework and came up with one that was suitable to my needs, like Photos, graphic programs, music, office, and email. For the most part all of them fit the bill. So I went for a dual processor and high end graphics card. I still need to increase the memory but that's simple. Maybe with my rebates...

It's Rodeo time again in our area, they are literally almost everywhere over the next week through the 4th of July. I believe we are going to be hosting the cowboys or at least a few of them again this year. It should be fun!

Molalla Buckeroo and St. Paul Rodeo's are the ones that we usually attend with the Mr.'s brothers Carl and Clint of Adrian, Or. Steer Wrestling, Every once in a while he talks and sponsers someone into entering the "Cow Milking" contest.
Wild Cow Milking
One designated cow is cut from the herd and roped when it crosses the line.
Two riders dismount and mug the cow around the neck/head and attempt to hold her while the last rider attempts to extract a small amount of milk from the cows udder into a coke bottle.
The roper can turn loose of his rope and dismount and assist the muggers. When a few traces of milk are in the bottle, the person becomes a runner to run the milk on foot to the other end of the arena across the chalk line. The team member in the chalk circle first wins.

This is one of the more dangerous events as regular pasture cattle with slashing horns and sharp hooves are used (not docile dairy cattle). These cattle are typically ill tempered and hard to handle in any situation. Due to their maturity, these cattle are also the biggest cattle used in any of the events.
Fun and action packed to watch.

The Mr. usually offers up a prize to the fastest Steer wrestling time of the week to the boys that stay at our house over the rodeo week, In the past Sam Mackenzie and Clint Allegre both of the Columbia River Circuit have won handsome, handmade, one of a kind Cable Bowie knives and Cable axes. He's getting a following now and his brothers are feeling the challenge. I wonder what the prize is this year?

My 39th again birthday falls in this week also, to the left is a picture of my birthday candles every year.
Lucky Me, huh?
Someday it's gonna be a tall umbrella drink and white sands, a lounge chair and ocean view and sunny warm breezes. The Bahamas, Tahiti, St.Croix, anywhere in the Caribbean works.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

All is Rosy in the Rose City

This is Rose Festival Weeks in Portland, OR., Not only is it Rose Festival but it's the 100th annual Rose festival. The weather is cooperating this year, The sun is out and the weather is warm, almost too warm.
The Mr. and I and 1 Grandson (Trent) took a day trip to P-town to do an errand and had planned to go see the Pirate ships down at the water front while there. The Grandson had no clue that he was about to go to the Rose Festival until we headed there, the minute he realized it, the excitement broke. He seen the rides and barely could contain himself.

We started off on food row Chinese with veggies for me and a Sausage dog for the Mr. and Pizza for Trent. Then it was to the rides because he couldn't stand it anymore. Everything he could find to scramble his brains he rode, I would have certainly gotten sick by this point if I were riding them.

We stopped and had a few photo opts

and began our journey down the waterfront to the Pirate Ships. See we learned long ago to appease the kids first and then do what we want to do it makes for a better night out.

We decided to hang out and enjoy the Fireworks that marked the opening day of the Rose festival and shortly before the actual event we landed and picked a spot to view them close to the water front, The fireworks are loaded on a barge and set off in the middle of the river for all to see, Except not even the police knew where exactly on the river it would be. So we waited, it was about 9:30 PM and we were sitting across from a group of about 10-11 Supra ski type boats having a party on the river waiting for fireworks too, Their party music blared and we were surely entertained. I never seen so many gyrating butts on a boat at one time in my life.

the Mr. and I agreed it would suck to have the middle boat in the string because it was where everyone stayed and trampled. I think the grandson got an education, his eyes were open wide. I thought oh well, you can't protect them from everything. At least we were at the hippest party on the river and had a good view.
(Maybe we are a bad influence)

We watched a drunk Latino gay guy come and dance, he wanted them to come and get him and bring him to the boats, all they did was yell "take your clothes off" to him and he left. He was funny though, It's amazing how limber you get when you insert alcohol. It was pure people watching in it's finest form.

(Early on just before the batteries Exhausted, it contributed to the blurry picture)

Soon it was time and the fireworks started, Of course we were in the wrong place so we quickly moved for a better view, By now my camera batteries have exhausted and it was just viewing and no pictures Sorry! The fireworks are best viewed by the Carnival part of the waterfront for future reference. But get there early and get your spot. All in all it was fun!

Cannon Beach, OR

(Haystack Rock and Marine Gardens when the tide is out)
We stole a few days and disappeared to the beach, Neither of us had ever stayed at Cannon Beach, OR. together before. We decided to drive into town and drive from one end to the other and then pick where to stay.

The Mr. and I must have been feeling pretty social because we decided on the end of town that had the most hustle and bustle. It's a pretty little town with art galleries galore, Shops, and food of most flavors.
Lands End Hotel was the hotel we landed at, we tried a few first and "NO PETS", I hate that! Most people travel with pets nowadays, at least the crowd were around. You'd think they could have a few rooms in every hotel designated to the cause.

Anyway we found our hotel and the Mr. did good! It was a suite styled room and it had a sunset view with a Balcony, Bonus. A kitchenette, full bath with a privacy commode closet, Nice. and a King sized bed, Yes! The room was clean no smoke smells, plenty of towels, even a firelog for the fireplace. Doggy amenities, Bowls, a blanket and a towel were the bonus to it all. Loved it! And so did Emmy.

That night we decided to eat at the Wayfarer Restaurant, At first it felt a little snobby to me but then we got beyond the hostess and our wait person was great, Bubbly and cheerful and skilled. She was very good at making you feel at home. We sat outside on the verandah with the best view in the house.

The Pacific ocean and it was almost sunset. the starter for our dinner was their Hot crab dip, Yummmmm, I dissected it and I think I could repeat it at home. As soon as I refine it I'll put it on my shared recipes.

The Mr. had a Char-Grilled Strawberry Mountain Rib-Eye Steak A 14-ounce dry-aged rib-eye steak grilled and served with balsamic-glazed red onions, wild mushroom demi-glace and potato leek cakes. I had northwest Razor Clams because I can now, they were fabulous, and a side of pasta Alfredo. We shared a Chocolate Mousse styled dessert. We had coffee as our drink of choice, We wanted to stay awake a little while longer, no booze snoozing yet we were only at the beach for a little while.

We did share a Cheap bottle of Arbor Mist Blackberry Merlot (My Choice) at the room in front of the burning fireplace, And we watched all the pretty horses with Matt Damon and Penelope Cruz. Life sucked for Matt Damon in this movie, Damn he went thru some crap. I think that I expected a different storyline or something but it was enough to hold my interest and not bad. Matt Damon is an actor that can play so many roles and make each one completely believable, In my opinion he's in the same league with Charlize Theron as a matter of a fact I loved them together in the Legend of Bagger Vance. Both of then never cease to amaze me.
Back to the beach trip...We spent the following day roaming the coastline and hiking around a bit, probably a bit more than my back would allow but nevertheless we did it anyway. We shopped in the shops and looked for things we thought we might find there. I found a great over the shoulder bag, kinda hippie-ish looking at a shop called La Luna Loca, also a woolen poncho (Neutral in color) that will be great for horse shows in the fall.

We wanted to find The Mr. a great new belt but both days we were there the belt shop was closed.

We spent time in Ecola State Park, It's a paradise, scenic and a hikers heaven. We were limited by my back, I did walk a lot however the climbing and going downhill freaks me out.

Nothing cleanses my mind like the beach, I could live there. We went to a place called Indian Beach (Pictured Above)and it was warm with cool breezes, prefect for a nap. That honestly was all I could think about when I got down there on the beach. It had a sandy shoreline and some round river rock above it that I'm sure was brought in for erosion control, the round rock was warm and I laid my poncho down and took a few of the right shaped rocks and designated them spa rocks and placed them on my sore back and fell into a semi conscience slumber, It was the best! Soon after the Mr. finally landed near by and rested too.

Emmy was like the Everyready bunny she could have kept on going.
We finally got up and had some dinner, The Mr. took a nap,

We watched the sunset from our room and headed back home.

For Carl, Joey, April Jer, and Jeannie

More pictures on my photo blog on the marine gardens at Haystack Rock.