Up this morning for breakfast. Breakfast! (Gah, and it wasn’t even very good; poor work ethic in our staff person, sorely disappointing. Especially since the other days we had such tremendously nice, and competent assistance.) But after that, I got some pool time. Then we called around to see if there were pool supplies places anywhere on our back-to-The-Burrow route. We have a potential location now, so we’ll see how it goes, fingers crossed.
Time to pack, gather our belongings, and check out. We’ll get to have lunch with Hanna & Co before they need to head Northerly. I hate leaving hotels and parting from the witchlings, but it’s part of our life lessons, so it has to be done. Interestingly enough (but not at all unusually), it goes along with our daily draw.
“Goddess of Strength ~
Stand up for what you believe in.
There are times in life when it is best to let go and walk away from certain situations. However, you are being encouraged by the universe to stand up for what you believe in, with regards to a situation you are currently faced with.
The universe is testing your faith and resolve. Stand firm in your beliefs and convictions, yet do not allow resentment or anger to fester. It is possible to be both loving and strong simultaneously. You will gain much respect from others by standing your ground.
As the same time you will have broken a long-standing pattern of not standing up for yourself that has affected your life experiences for a long time. Congratulations!”
There is not enough space on the entire interwebz for me to explain how amazingly on the nose this card is right now, so trust me when I say that I will take this message to heart. I hope that everyone else will to.
Last night we went to one of J.D.’s Rose City favorites. We totally saw (and tasted) why he feels this way. It’s on all of our lists now too.
They have two altars up on a ledge that runs along one wall. I loved them both, but couldn’t wait to show you THIS one. For obvious reasons.
We walked some stunningly gorgeous neighborhoods in Portland. This simple but classically sweet door, above, was near where we parked, down the block.
And then this afternoon we spotted that monstrosity (NOT delightful). Which reminded us SO damn much of our own ugly architecture back home. It must be a trend. One that I am NOT fond of.
The FLP* Report begins with that person above, plus: new Arizona and old Arizona, old New Mexico and new New Mexico, an illegal license plate frame on a Mini Cooper, so bad we couldn’t tell where the hell it was from, Montana, Indiana, Kansas, Colorado government, plus a Mississippi.
*FLP = Foreign License Plate. Trying it, seeing if we like the abbreviation. Thoughts?
Angels, Gods, and Goddesses Oracle Cards by Toni Carmine Salerno
Hanny put these up here. Go see. And don’t forget to read all of the captions. She did a fantastic job (on tons of stuff)! Thanks, Babe. Again. For EVERYTHING.