Jean & Jean

Rose took this picture of an intersection in Oakland...

...And captioned it:
"Intersection equivalent of a Canadian tuxedo."

Haha!

Hood to Coast

Whew - what a fun weekend!  I was lucky enough to participate in Hood to Coast for the second time in a row this past weekend.  Hood to Coast (aka "The Mother of All Relays") is a 199 mile relay in Oregon from Mt. Hood (Hood) to Seaside (Coast).  Teams of 12, traveling in two vans, complete the course with each runner completing three legs that range from 3-10 miles each.  During breaks (Van 1 has the first 6 runners who can rest during the next 6 runners' legs, and vice versa), you grab something to eat and try to take a nap in the van or outside in a designated sleeping field area.  The whole thing takes about 30 hours (faster if your team is fast).  It's kind of the best.

:: the route ::

Travis has participated for the past 6 years (and did a couple races before when he was a kid with his family... I can't relate to that kind of youthful athleticism, but it sounds awesome).  He's put together a team annually to remember his brother Ryan who passed away in 2007, hence our team name: R. Bowe.  (Team R. Bowe's 2008 race was chronicled in this documentary about Hood to Coast.)

I had never been a runner and had always supported from home, but in 2011, the team was a runner short, and I was able to train and step up to the challenge.  It.  Was.  So.  Fun.  Slash.  Cool.  So I had a total blast doing it again this year.

I was doing the first set of legs (so, legs 1, 13 and 25), which meant I was in the first van and got to kick the whole thing off.  Totally exciting and special.  (Also, these legs are the easiest in the race :))

:: this is where we started.  note the snow. ::

We had a 7:30am start time, so we woke at 4:45am to get to Timberline Lodge an hour early to check in.  Hood to Coast staggers start times based on your team's anticipated pace to try to ease traffic flow throughout the race (with about 1000 teams, there are about 2000 vans making their way across the route) and have teams finish in a semi-concentrated cluster. Starting earlier is nice because you finish earlier, so we were happy with our 7:30am time slot.

Somehow I didn't think to think about the fact that we were starting on a mountain and it might be cold.  It was 35 degrees.  Yikes.

:: this running top has a mesh back so you stay cool.  um, unnecessary. ::

I don't want to brag, but I will: my relay legs were the best.  I started by running almost 6 miles straight down a mountain (ow, quads).  After our van's first set of legs, we had a break in Portland and were able to take naps at a teammate's house.  I am very grateful for that bed.  My next leg was on the waterfront in the middle of Portland, which was very toasty but lovely.  After that, we had our break in a town called Mist, named such because it's, like, always, always super super misty.  Last year I slept outside and woke up wet.  (That was also the first time I'd ever slept outside.  It was fun, even though it was excessively damp.)  This year, I slept in the van and had the most intense 3 hour nap of my life.  My last leg was at about 3:30am, so I can't report on what it looked like, but it was very refreshing!

Since we were in the first van, we finished about 5 hours before our team crossed the finish line, which meant we had time to kill in Seaside, which is a sort of bizarre touristy beach town.  It was surprisingly sunny out for the Oregon coast, so we naturally decided to get breakfast in a very dark dingy bar.

:: bloody mary! ::

And then decided to try on leather vests in the leather discount shop.  Duh.

:: trying on leather vests with friends ::

And then, obviously, purchased them and napped on the beach.

:: i slept very well ::

And, finally, met up with our friends in Van 2 and crossed the finish line together.

:: team R. Bowe ::

Afterwards, we all went back to Portland, where I felt like I was living in an episode of Portlandia, only everyone was really cool and no one was creepy.  Think: cute house, awesome babies, friendly dogs, brew pub, pulled pork nachos, funky friendly dive bar with "Buck Hunter" in the back, funk band playing on the street, teen violinist playing at the brewpub, artisan coffee place run by a French lady, etc.

Can't wait for 2013!  Yay, Team R. Bowe!

Would you do a relay race?  Have you done any fun outdoorsy or athletic events lately?

Omigod please let's make this.

I'm dying to make this:

:: cake batter rice crispy treats via gimme some oven ::

Cake.  Batter.  Rice.  Crispy.  Treats.

Comfort food + dessert + rainbow goodness.  Oh me, oh my!

One more beautiful picture to entice you:

From Bawling to Bragging... an update on the moustache

I know you're all dying to know how the Stanley Tucci costume went over at the big gala last night.  So I'll give you the recap I got via text from Trav's friend.

(Also, I want to point out that when I started sobbing, I started laughing while sobbing shortly after, because I got that it was funny that I was crying from being scared, but also, I was still scared.  So.)

Around 10:30pm I got this picture:

...which is all of the following: funny, disgusting, horrifying.

At 11:13pm, I got word that he was in the costume contest:

At 11:30... check out this winner's sash!!!:

And lastly, what I can only assume is a picture with adoring fans:

So it all worked out, guys.

And, just so we don't leave Stanley Tucci hanging in a bad light, I feel the need to share that he is Caesar Flickman in The Hunger Games (the talk show host).  Here's the only picture I could find:

Phew, that's better.

Wine not?: A roundup of wine-related puns

Guys, I love wine puns.  (And whine wouldn't I?  My bachelorette party was themed Chardy Cardi Party... you go to wineries, sipping Chardonnay while wearing your cutest cardigan.  Duh.)  Basically, in my life I'm always thisclose to buying this t-shirt:

Because I'm not quite up for that purchase (and also because I know it's going to fit a little weird and a little 2002-ish), I've decided to fulfill my desires by compiling a small list of wine-related puns for your enjoyment:

• You should lock up your wine in a cabernet.
• Resigned to my fate, I bought 24 cases of red.  It was a case of syrah, syrah.
• Stop and smell the rosè.
• Forgive me, for I have zinned.
• I like to cook with wine.  Sometimes I even put it in the food!
• How "merlot" can you go?
• Wine: It's why I get out of bed every afternoon
• Women cannot live by chocolate alone.  That's why there's wine.
• Wine is the answer.  What was the question? [ed: this is my favorite -- I like to say it with a lot of expression, like I really mean it.]

Alright bye, guys!  And by "bye" I mean I'm off to "bye" wine!  Muahahahhaha!!!!

Pumpkins!!!

Usually I will try my darnedest to get out of theme parties, especially if it involves costumes or a mandatory craft.  (Like, can’t we just hang out normal-style?)  But when our buddies Pete and Ali invited us over to carve pumpkins on Sunday, I couldn’t say no.  

1. They are literally the most adorable people in the world.

2. It was last minute, so I had no time to get nervous about it.

3. It was their baby’s due date, so they wanted to keep busy while Ali wasn’t going into labor… how can you say no to that?!

Guys, spoiler alert: carving pumpkins is seriously, seriously fun.  

Travis and I were nervous because two of these friends are artists for a living.  I don’t want to be carving no pumpkin around people who make a living off of visual art!  So I made a rule that we all seriously had to try our hardest so I wouldn’t cop out and make a garbage pumpkin.

Travis and I both got very, very secretive about our pumpkin plans and didn’t want anyone to see what either of us was working on.

When it came time for the big reveal, mine was an epic dedication to our love (1 month married!):

And Travis’s was… well… Travis’s

I’m going to go ahead and classify this as an epic dedication to our love as well, because I really, really, really liked this movie.

All of our masterpieces:

Our darling hosts, with a full baked baby.  (Full of baby and Ali had a chili and cornbread feast with pumpkin spice cupcakes for dessert.  Too cute.)

I hope you all get to experience the unbridled joy that is pumpkin carving with your pals… it’s a spooktacular treat!!!

Bye!