And Sully will now have a mother with the same last name. He does a lot of explaining at the dog park to his dog friends where "Morrison" or "Moust" or "Dorrison" last names comes from, and also why he looks like a fox. Most of his dog friends understand. Labradoodles do not.
Anywho welcome to the blog. It's been a whirlwind of activity since we got to Portland on May 31st. I could not come up with anything clever for the name, or that's not rated "R" (Susan B Anthony Safer), so hope you can deal with the boringness. I will say that PDX is a common reference to Portland, which is the airport code here. Portland, Maine can throw a wretch in conversations, so I am clarifying that we live in Portland, Oregon :) This blog will be updated at least once a week so check in as little or as often as you would like. I created our Chicago blog back in the day before Facebook got soooooooooo popular, so I am continuing this for our families and friends that don't "Facestalk." Plus I have gotten more uneasy with posting photos on FB, so this will be my outlet.
And feel free to post comments! As wonderful as our engagement has been so far, it is a lil sad that we're not close to most of our family and friends to celebrate. We would love to hear from you all. And a large thanks to our "new" but old friends here in Portland, who have taken us into their lives with open arms, and seem to like hanging out with us a lot. So I guess we don't smell.
Here are some photos of the big weekend and some general gorgeousness of where we live...and how a ring ended up on my finger.
The story goes like this.....we live about 45 minutes away from a big mountain peak called Mt Hood. It's an old volcano actually. There are several of these that can be seen from Portland. Eric had work planning meetings up at a resort there in mid June, and he had wanted me to come meet him that weekend. I said, no lets wait because I had a work trip to Arkansas, so we waited. He was disappointed. Now we all know why....
So we left our house on Saturday morning the 25th with our bags packed for one night at a resort and a crazy fox in the backseat. We decided on this longer hike - 6.7 miles to be exact - with great views from the summit. The bridge above was at the trailhead.
Here is looking towards Portland. It was gorgeous. It also got very very snowy at this point. Yes snow. Weird. Hard to walk through. Huff and puff and good gawd I need a walking stick so I don't fall down the ledge because this snow is ridiculous and I'm sliding all over the place and whoops cut my hand wait I want to take more pictures....basically is how the last mile of the hike went down. SO WORTH IT!
Before the big question
After we cried, laughed, exclaimed holy crap over and over
Lots of water up in da 'Hood....
We stayed up at the summit for a long time. Before the big question I could not shut up about fun it is to live where we do with the mountains so close. After the big question I could not shut up about how we are getting married. We took it all in, enjoying every moment. So while we headed down, we realized that it was late on the East Coast to tell some of the Doust side. Nothing like being that tool on a phone on a hike. My parents knew since Eric did it old school style and asked them earlier in the week. He also did the getting down on the knee too. My old fashioned, gloriously wonderful kind hearted man. And yes we sleep in separate rooms.
So we got to the resort and surprise surprise! Rose petals on the bed and champagne on ice! LUCKY!! We went to celebrate at the resort pub and Eric could not have been any cuter as he immediately was telling anyone that listened that we had just gotten engaged.
We celebrated with white russian drinks...... why? Don't know. Sounded good. Plus it's very fun to quote The Big Lebowski movie lines while drinking them. Dude.
Breakfast outside the next morning.
The best weekend ever! Ahh bliss!
So happy/excited for you guys but a little disappointed with the blog name. "Putting out in Portland" isn't that dirty:)
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