My name is Andrea. I live in New Mexico with my husband and my cat. We just moved to Los Alamos from Las Cruces and are learning to live our lives without all our old friends nearby. I'm a Starbucks Barista and am working on loving being in a small town.
Here you'll find an amalgamation of my many passions and pursuits. I am an aspiring photographer. Please check out my SmugMug and what you think of my shots. You can even buy prints for a nominal fee.
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Lunch from the so-called “Roach Coaches” in Portland yesterday. Touch-Down’s BBQ lured me in, offering samples of pulled pork and a sassy saleswoman boasting all sorts of family recipes. I had a pulled pork sandwich on a toasted bun with homemade macaroni and cheese. I did, as the woman insisted, “SAVOR THE FLAVOR.”
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Oh Hell is Bill Clinton’s favorite game, and I think it’s turning into mine, too.
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The Portland airport is like heaven, compared to every other airport. In just one section, there’s a Made In Oregon store, a Starbucks, a Powell’s bookstore branch, and a Rogue Brewery offshoot. Joe and I drank a couple pints before boarding our flight. What a lovely send-off from a lovely town!
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Retrospective: Oregon
The following is a post I began in the airport when we were leaving Oregon two weeks ago (it feels like months ago now- far too long):
It’s hard to describe my feelings over the course of my time here in Oregon. My feelings are overall positive. In fact, I feel like spending time with the Petersons in this limbo, this part of my life where I have felt unsure of nearly everything, has been strangely idyllic.
From amazing Oregonian vistas to positive attitudes regarding cuisine and culture; from beer-drinking opportunities to drunken wine evenings; from Starbucks every morning to nightly walks around the neighborhood park. This is the life I want to live sooner rather than later. I don’t know when it will happen, but it’s important to me to be back in Oregon soon, and for an extended period of time.
I have begun to write this while sitting in the Portland airport (the beloved PDX), and I just had a moment now when I looked out the window to see rolling hills of countless trees and was taken aback. The scenery here is my absolute ideal- hills, trees, wide rivers, coastline, and the awe-inspiring Mount Hood. It’s no wonder that most people who visit fall in love with a place like Oregon (let’s just say New Mexico is a bit more difficult to love).
Perhaps one of the amazing things about Oregon are the people. I’ll start broad and narrow down. The general population - at least that with any proximity to I-5 - seems to be naturally adventurous, fun-seeking, and as Joe would say, every Oregonian is born an environmentalist. I love that micro-breweries and wineries are encouraged by both government and the people.
[And now I’ll continue, but from a point of view now removed from that place.]
