Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Why yes-the calendar DOES say the end of March. Have we had at least a little bit of snow mixed in with the rain every day for the past 5 days now? You betcha!
Nothing sticking down here, but Friday morning went from a little snow with the rain, to more snow, to SNOW! Extended my walk at Laurelhurst a little so we could enjoy the epic snow a little longer! It was hard to get my behind to work with it still snowing out so much. I just wanted to sit and watch it.

Of course the good news is that snow down here means POWDER in the Mountains. So, when I got up at 5:00 a.m. on Saturday (it would have been 5:45 but Steve was going to go up BEFORE work with a co-worker-that didn't end up happening) and headed out to the Mt. for Girl Scout Ski Day it wasn't completely unpalatable.
Snow covered roads made for a slightly treacherous drive, but I still made good time and was only 2 rows back this week. So, after getting our tickets, I set up in the lodge to wait for people checking-in. Which means I have an incredible view of the Mt. from Mt. Hood Express over to yellow chair. And it's so early nothing's running yet. Then, I see the first skier making the first tracks down the untouched snow. Then another. And, so I have to watch the Mt. go from totally untracked to "there might still be some powder here somewhere if you look really hard" over the course of the morning.
Oh well. I finally make it out and get 6 runs in. 5 on Ridge Run where I can still find a little bit of powder off to the side of the run. Pretty chunked up, so it's hard to ski in it, but, there are still some nice little "floaty" places that make you know why snowboarding in powder is so unbeatable!
Top it off with a b'day party for Drew and Sarah. Tell you what. It kind of sucks to be the only sober one at the end of the night. While a conversation about who would win, a wolverine or an ant of the same proportions (those pincers, man) is just really not that fun to participate in. I shall remember that and try and be less obnoxious at the next function where someone else is stuck being sober!
Then a good, long 2 + hour walk to Wilshire park and back with the dog on Sunday morning.
I love this town.

What a weekend!

No more of this "Take, take, take" garbage. This weekend we gave back.
6 of us gathered at the 8:00 hour (which wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for Daylight Savings Time) at Forest Park to give a little back.
We set out down the road with about 40 other people to clean up and restore this little area off the side of Germantown Rd. We went to work mercilessly ripping up Ivy and Blackberry with our gloved hands (and some other tools). Once we had scoured that clean, we planted things. This turned out to be a bigger challenge than expected. Turns out under that nice, pretty soil was ROCK. Like almost all rock. Shovels were useless against this rock. It took brute force and blows with a pickaxe (what the heck was the name of that tool?) to break it out of there.
Soon, the area was teeming with newly planted salmon berry, ferns and indian plum. Quite lovely.
The crew was SO amazing, we still had time after all of that, so some people went up the road with garbage bags to pick up trash, and others went across the road to rescue a few more trees that were ivy-choked. Pete was awesome and loaded up his truck to take stuff to the dump at his own expense. What a guy! Someday, we'll go dine on salmonberries there....
Topped it off with a trip to the Lucy warehouse sale. VERY worth it. Cleaned up with a skirt, 2 sports bras, bermuda shorts and 3 other pairs of dressy shorts for $45! Very worth it!


Of course, that wasn't enough for the orsportgirl. Sunday morning ALSO started way too early. Picked up Stephanie and headed downtown to the 30th annual Shamrock Run. No way was I letting this belly get in my way. Except the fact that I wouldn't be running.
So at 8:05 a.m., Stephanie and I started the 5k with a brief jog, followed by a QUICK walk. Turns out Stephanie had never done a 5K before, so that was exciting. Also turns out that even FAST walking leaves you at the back of the pack-which was nice! Wide open streets, not tripping all over people. Jogged a little more on the downhill-thanks to a potty break at about mile 2-and jogged it into the finish. Watch time had us under 45 minutes! Don't know chip time yet.

And of course, rewarded ourselves with a visit to St. Honore afterwards. Yum. Then a nap, some cleaning, another nap, then pizza night. What a weekend!