Back to PDX
I've made it out of Indiana successfully once again. Now back in Portland, I'm trapped inside even though it looks like a beautiful day out there. The luggage didn't make it out of SFO, so 
I'm waiting around for luggage delivery dude to show.
Luckily I came home to find two big ol' blocks of the aged Tillamook, and a tub o' homemade fudge courtesy of G's Mom.
I planned on 
spending my day off work taking a leisurely walk, re-acquainting myself with the city even though I was only gone a week. I really wanted to go get a slice of Hot Lips Pizza, but alas, I was stuck with my own creation of Trader Joe's frozen pizza with aforementioned aged cheddar and some summer sausage (also courtesy of G's mom).
2 comments:
Where in IND did you go?
I grew up in Schererville and went to school at Ball State. I always dream about going back and I get a warm feeling (in the dreams) when I tell people that I now live in ORE.
I haven't visited home in the few years I've been here. Did you fly out of O Hare?
Why do I call IND home? ORE is home. If I moved back, I'd go insane!
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