I am in Portland for a wedding mostly, and it is nice and sunny, and there is customer service which is crazy to me. Also, the bartender at Produce Row was so nice that I wanted to be best friends with him. People on ebay keep asking me the shipping cost for my camera to Canada when I specifically stated that I only ship to 'merica. Jingles came to visit me for the day from Seattle, and we decided to picnic in Grant Park, and when we went to New Seasons, I was way overwhelmed. In a good way. So many options. They say that everyone gets culture shock coming back, but it isn't so bad. I don't know why everyone I know has a hard time with this. Ummm, what else? What else? When we flew from London to Chicago, we flew right over Harbor Springs, and I could see every little thing in my pretty home town. The neighbors across the street have the most beautiful bernese mountain dog, and when I go to pet her, she rolls right over and wants her belly rubbed. They said that I can take her on a walk anytime. This is hard for me because Carlos and I had settled on a dog breed for when we move back to the US next year, but right now all I can think about is Bernese. The only complaints that I have so far is that I seem to bloat every time that I eat, and that when Nardine and Danny were here and watching the tv with us, everyone on it seemed soooooooo stupid. I hope that this paragraph thing that I wrote wasn't too hard to read. I am just too lazy for those kind of spaces today.