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Lisa wanted to go on a day trip to some place she had never visited so we picked up Steph this morning and drove west to the charming town of Astoria where we enjoyed the ambiance of the shops and a great meal along with many cruise ship adventurers. I have never seen Astoria so bustling with activity.
That is the beautiful St. John’s bridge which we passed as we drove west. It is such a pretty bridge. We had lunch at the Astoria Coffee House and Bistro — I had great fish tacos. The place has some really interesting decor. A shelf up near the ceiling had globes lining the whole room.
I loved these whimsical folk art animal heads.
After lunch we wandered into shops and managed not to spend any money, but enjoyed looking. A vintage hardware store was especially interesting.
This sign tickled me.
Then we wandered down to the edge of The Mighty Columbia where Lewis and Clark ended their trek west.
It was so much fun spending the day with the girls and having great conversation. I am so lucky to have them both.
While we were there, I got a text from my friend Judy. She had already received the package that I sent yesterday. FedEx is fast. So she texted me photos as she opened it. So, now I can share the other chemo wrap that I made for her. It is actually called a Chemo Bandana. I used hand-dyed fabric and some really soft flannel.
Here I am modeling it.
Tomorrow, we have appointments to look at condos in three different areas of Portland so that we can begin to decide if that is the route we want to take.
Hi Gerri, I was just visiting Judy and saw her modeling her two lovely hats. She looked so cute. You are a very sweet lady and those hats are not only warming Judy’s head but also her heart. God Bless You.
Have you lived in a condo before? We lived in a two-story townhouse (attached on both sides) for thirteen years and I hated it. The first problem was the control the HOA had over our lives – can’t do this, can’t hang that, must do something else. Secondly, the walls were not thick enough – one neighbor had grandchildren who would run up and down the stairs, which were against the wall they shared with us. They liked to shout as they went. When I mentioned it to the g’mother, she said the children didn’t have stairs at home and greatly enjoyed g’ma’s stairs. I told her how disturbing it was, especially when we had guests. There was no change and she stopped waving at me as I drove by. I was so glad when those g’parents moved away. In that particular complex there was an expectation of comraderie that we were not interested in joining. Being non-drinkers it was hard to see the others go blotto. And Floyd had a lot of responsibility at the University and didn’t really have much time to pal around. And I was involved in volunteer activities. We did make some friends there, that I am still in touch with, but never became part of the crowd. When we bought this house we had specific requirements, one of them was that it be one story. That was a wise decision and I am thankful we were so farsighted at the time. You might want to research “condo problems” or something like that to help you be prepared for possible problems. Love, Del