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2011 in review

Hi, everyone! I’m still visiting my family in Mexico. Today is Día de Reyes, the last day of the holiday season here, which means I absolutely have to post my year-in-review post and stop listening to Christmas carols riiiiight now.


The year started with my cousin Carol's wedding!

I got to help teach kindergarteners about Martin Luther King, Jr. and social justice.

Devin and I dressed up as 'American Gothic' in sepia for a costume party.


My housemates and I took family pictures thanks to our fearless leader Hallie!

We've never been a Valentine's Day couple, but this year Devin surprised me with my favorite cake! Here we are making a toast: Dev is holding my little glass of soymilk, and I'm holding his giant bottle of local organic cow's milk. (We are a caricature. And how!)

I celebrated my birthday with brunch at The Nines.


March was a hard month because my grandmother passed away. I felt fortunate to be able to fly home and see my family, but it was hard.

When I was little my grandmother would take me to Mass and out for ice cream afterward. I told Devin about our tradition, and he took me to do just that in memory of my Abbita.

I had to spend Spring Break in the library working on my thesis.

...but I did get to go skiing on Mt. Hood!

I almost ruined Anda's surprise birthday party. Thank goodness I didn't! It was in our old dorm, and the pizza was delicious, and her sister baked a cake.


In April, I finished doing the fieldwork for my thesis. Doing fieldwork was fun and rewarding, but it meant I had to spend a lot of time waiting at bus stops in the rain (totally worth it).

When I wasn't doing fieldwork, I was in the library. Devin was a dear. He brought me like a million library dinners.

This is my favorite picture from April. Nate's glasses were foggy.


I finally finished my thesis!

My dream of sharing Portland with my mom (again) and my two aunts (for the first time) came true! Here are the mamis and me at my favorite coffee shop!

Dev & my mom got me a new computer for graduation!

Before we parted ways, Melissa & Anda & I gathered for one final brunch. It was yummy, but I am still baffled: why didn't we go to our usual spot?


At my first grown-up job in downtown Portland, I discovered the joys of the grown-up lunch break!

The best show I saw all summer was the Rock 'n Roll Camp For Girls Spring Showcase.

In Wisconsin I discovered a breathtakingly beautiful bakery. The walls were covered with vintage recipe cards!


July was a big month, so brace yourself for lots of pictures!

Fourth of July was so much fun! The weather finally turned summery, and I feel like I hung out with fifty-three friends the whole weekend! Also, my hair looks like Cocker Spaniel ears in this picture.

I got to live with my friend Nora all summer! Her birthday party was Kreayshawn-themed. This is one of my favorite pictures ever for the following reasons: a) Nora rules, b) it showcases our perfectly 90s kitchen, & c) you can see all our spices because the cabinet door fell off its hinges.

Dev & I had a going-away party where everything was local (we even made sure our guests were real-life, actual Portlanders!).

Devin & I gave each other watches to mark our engagement!

I had to say bye to Devin AND the kristy dreambike (they took a train to the East Coast).


Before I left Portland, I discovered what an artichoke in bloom looks like.

Then, I went to Texas to do fun Texas things, by which I mean I went to the mall with my mom. A lot.

I bid farewell to my summer hair at Shampoo before moving to New York.


This was our building in Park Slope. It was pretty, but Anda, Marika, & I had to share a one-bedroom with an enormous pitbull who only ate raw chicken.

When my mom made me evacuate New York for September 11th, I found a brunch place that matched my dress.

Seriously, it matched my dress perfectly!


I fell head-over-heels in love with my new Subway stop!

Grand Central & I started to feel like pals.

This was my favorite sign at Occupy Wall Street.


I spent most of the month taking care of my mom post-surgery. The best part of the day was sharing breakfast in her bed.

I also spent a lot of time with Laisha.

I was going to have to skip Thanksgiving, but thanks to the genius of Dev & the East Coast's adequate train infrastructure (rest of the States, get with it!), I flew to Baltimore & reached Philadelphia by train just in time for dinner with Devin's family. Here we are with Grandma Pat!


I marched for Voting Rights!

My first Christmastime in the cityyyyy! (You cannot imagine how many times I sang that one. Quietly. To myself. Alone. I'm not that annoying.)

Then, I spent Christmas with my whole family, where I had so much fun that I forgot to take pictures. This one of some wimyn, a girl, & THE baby in the family comes to us courtesy of my cousin.

2011, thank you for the lessons & good times. You are dismissed.


How to say goodbye to Portland

STEP ONE: Brunch like your life depends on it!

This was at the Waffle Window, but I’m not endorsing any specific brunch place for the simple reason that I know any brunch in Portland is 1000x better than brunch anywhere else.

STEP TWO: Visit all your favorite flowers for photo shoots.

In real life, these flowers are 1994 incarnate.

Nature’s Moodboard

Paper Flowers

Usually I detest anything evocative of gradients, but these flowers make it work.

I see you hiding, wispy little blue flower.

Flowers on tree, flowers near tree.

STEP THREE: Say goodbye to your favorite chickens.

STEP FOUR:  Throw yourself a fabulous farewell party!

Thanks for making my wish come true, neat Portland friends!

STEP FIVE:  Say goodbye from afar (otherwise you may never leave).

Join me in The Future (a giveaway!)

Were you a Flintstones kid or a Jetsons kid? I really wish I could say I was a Flintstones kid. The Flintstones kids probably grew up to be great environmentalists who hire goats to mow their lawns. Meanwhile, the Jetsons kids now while away their days dreaming about their first Roomba.

I was totally a Jetsons kid. Let’s watch the intro, just for fun!

This post isn’t really about the Jetsons except insomuch as it is about The Future. As someone who couldn’t wait for the future and spent hours deciding whether she would have Judy or Jane hair (both so flippy but in such different ways), I was really bummed when the advent of the new millennium did not bring with it sleek flying bubble cars and instead gave us the PT Cruiser. It was a total where-did-society-go-wrong moment for me. Fortunately, some of the things meant to exist in this time and place–like the Roomba–actually made it here. And now thanks to me, you can be a part of The Future as the Sixties intended it, too!

How? Well…the other day I went to the doctor at Oregon Health & Science University by the banks of the Willamette in dear old Portland, Oregon (I’m leaving in ten days, so it’s time to wax poetic). As I was leaving, the front desk people asked if I needed my parking validated. I said no. They asked if I wanted a tram ticket. I said, ‘Yes!’ because I’d never ridden the tram even though it has been on my Portland to-do list ever since I first saw it because look:

It is the perfect little space pod. Definitely designed by a Jetsons kid.

I was waiting in line to board when I realized I didn’t need the ticket at all because my job gives me monthly public transit passes, and the tram is publicly-owned. I tucked the ticket in my wallet and thought maybe I’d keep it forever because even the Tram logo is adorable.

That’s some cute.

And just when you think things can’t get any cuter, look at what I saw from the tram.

Do you see what I see? A rainbow!

Fast-forward a couple of days: I’m back at OHSU’s Center for Health & Healing, this time for an appointment with a really cool eye doctor who sounds like Joni Mitchell. At the end of my appointment, I am offered another tram pass, which I take. Then, I notice a basket of freebies and grab two of whatever prize is in there while the person at the front desk isn’t looking. I inspect the freebies in the elevator: roll-up sunglasses. I pat myself on the back for grabbing two and think they are way cool. This time I don’t have time to ride the tram, so I head home where I have a brilliant idea—-taking Photobooth pictures of myself in the cool sunglasses I got for free at the doctor.

They stay up like magic, no weird things behind your ears.

Then, I had an even more brilliant idea. I should give the sunglasses and two tram tickets away—-to you, lucky reader! I mean, the tram and frameless sunglasses are made for each other: sleek, geometric, futuristic. After realizing this, I couldn’t possibly advise riding the tram without the lenses. You could make a nice date out of these items, possibly involving Dipping Dots; or you could make two nice dates with yourself. The possibilities for fun with the tickets and the lenses are finite, but there are some.

I told Devin about my big idea to do a super cool future-as-imagined-by-the-Sixties giveaway (like a legit blogger!), and he pointed out that the roll-up sunglasses were not, as I thought, prizes from the eye doctor but rather, important tools for helping patients who’ve just had their pupils dilated so that they can see. You know what? That just makes the giveaway even better because the tram tickets say ‘Patient’ on them (they never expire; I checked). You can use the lenses if you want to pretend to be an OHSU patient or as a conversation starter with your fellow Tram-travelers (‘I just got my pupils dilated! Craaaazy stuff, man!’).

To win, simply comment and tell me whether you were a Jetsons kid or a Flinstones kid and why, along with why you want (deserve?) to win these inexpensive items I got for free. Entries shall be judged on creativity, level of detail, and—-above all—-syntactical complexity. The winner will be announced this weekend.

Good luck!

Scenes from the weekend

Word play!

Buttermilk biscuit with honey butter made by my s.o. (hereafter known as Devin)

The world in Technicolor, brought to you by flowers.

My first hot air balloon!

Carrie Bradshaw would have a picnic (read: existential crisis) with this sign.

I found it outside this ferris wheel!

I declare this the world’s most beautiful bike shop. I mean, the lighting? I swoon!

And it has folding bikes.

They let me test ride one. If I bought it on credit and joined a circus, how long do you think it would take me to pay back the $2,000?