Monday, August 18, 2014

Birthday Giveaway!


Because it's my birthday, because I got to go see the awesome Tuileries Garden Exhibit at the Portland Art Museum on Saturday, because Saint Cupcake is again open for business, and because I want you to have nice things, there's a giveaway on the blog today!


The Prize: One signed copy of A Table by the Window, and one super adorable booklet of Paris-themed post-it notes.


 Note: cupcake for staging purposes only. Very soon, it shall no longer be with us.


Just kidding. It's all gone.

To enter: Please leave your name and a fascimile of your email in your comment, as well as your favorite thing to eat on your birthday. Winner will be chosen at random.

Best of luck! Off to celebrate with Danny.


Friday, July 18, 2014

Shiloh Friday

Because it's Friday, because I got a couple particularly hilarious shots of Shiloh this week, and because I wrote this guest blog involving Strawberry Basil Hand Pies (so, so, so good), today is "Let's look at cute puppy pictures" day.


This. I love everything about this. The expression, the tuft of hair on top of his head - kills me, every time.



This is Shiloh upon his return to the house (he stayed with my parents while we were out). He made a couple happy loops around the living room before flopping onto his back for a belly rub.



You'll have to imagine the snoring that accompanied this one.



He doesn't actually sleep all of the time.



Though I know that's hard to believe.



Shiloh and his tongue, his favorite method of greeting. 



Shiloh of the flowing ears...



 See? Not sleeping...yet.

Have a great weekend! Let me know if you decide to give the hand pies a try!


Monday, July 14, 2014

Happy Anniversary, Us - Part VII

Leaving the wedding, 7/7/07
Seven years and seven days ago, I married my best friend.

Every previous year for our anniversary, I've written my annual essay about love and marriage. This year, however, we mixed it up - Danny and I took a vacation.

It's been an eventful year, to say the least. And after that year, it became very clear that we needed a break. Danny was tired, and I'd reached a level of anxious twitchiness that wasn't doing anybody any good.

So we booked a B&B, made ferry reservations, and planned our vacation to Victoria, B.C. This was a big deal - we haven't taken a real vacation, one that lasted for longer than two days, with a location not chosen by work, for four years.

It was time.