Most of the time, the time-space continuum and I generally leave each alone. I basically ignore him, and he's obviously so busy keeping order in the universe that I matter very little. But occasionally, the time-space continuum likes to swing around and slap me upside the head. Like Saturday, when I realized, "Holy crap, I've got to get organized!"
Because Saturday the time-space continuum was kind enough to remind me of this: We leave for Portland, the Oregon Coast and Thanksgiving in a week.
Does this have a familiar sound?
Seems The Numbers and The Cousins cooked up this plan over karaoke one night. (Surely a few barley pops were involved as well.) And here we are.
There will goofiness and gaiety, hijinks and hilarity, small children and wet dogs, walks on the beach and books by the fire. We could be buffeted by wind and rain, or beach comb in shirtsleeves under the sun (did both last Christmas). We will cook for vegetarians, vegans and Hoovers (Like the vacuum, Hoovers consume all in their path. If you haven't already figured this out, I am a Hoover.). We will be mindful of nut allergies and pretend calories don't exist.
Above all, good food and good company will be the constants in each of our days on the coast.
But before our coastal adventures begin, I think I should introduce you to the cast of characters. And what characters they are.
At our house, The Retreat, meet:
|Really. They could be twin brothers, I swear to god.|
The Number One Son and his lovely wife The Miz. He's the knucklehead on left, below.
|The Number 1 and 2 |
Across the street, at The Big House, there's
|The resemblance is amazing|
The CeeKavs -- Ms. CeeKav is my niece and one of The Cousins (and you might know Mr. CeeKav from over at Pants on a Raccoon), plus their two kids M and Q, also known as The Critters, pictured here.
Pretty adorable, eh?