It’s getting colder in Portland.
Thankfully we haven’t hit our wet season yet: the cold is dry and not quite as soaking-into-your-bones-mildewing-your-spirit as they tend to get mid February.
But it IS very cold.
This week I had the tiniest housewarming party ever, in which I got drunk, played Cards against Humanity with some of my closest friends, and took zero photos.
This week I had the world’s best hot dog at Kenny and Zuke’s.
This week I got an electric blanket and took stupid selfies with my giant stuffed lion.
It’s a pretty good week so far.