Drinking and Shopping
Tuesday, October 20th, 2009My rule while in Portland is to try and do my best not to get anything I could get at home. We do not have a Canby Pub & Grill. CHECK.
I do not know of a place in Pittsburgh that serves pickled onions on their Club Sandwich with a side of what my mom calls The Best Potato Salad, so: CHECK.
We totally have walls of beer in Pittsburgh, but they had a whole herd of local Oregonian beers in this here wall, so: CHICKITY-CHECK.
…and then mom and I shopped our brains out.
Today was Seth’s 18th birthday, and we celebrated after he got home from school with pie and ice cream. He requested pie over a birthday cake, under no influence from me I swear. He opened presents and we made a family pile to commemorate his rise into adulthood, and he played Halo until band practice. I hope it was everything he wanted it to be. His wish list included a mail order bride and a BMW, so I fear we may have fallen a bit short.
Josh then introduced Dad to the underground universe that is Craigslist. I’m pretty sure Dad thought they were driving to meet a shady man in a questionable part of town, but in reality they drove to posh suburb to a house that simply upgraded to a laptop and didn’t want their monitor anymore. It’s bigger than the one that was fried — mom expressed shock that their desktop background had a barn. Score!