Upon realizing that I had left our Ergo carrier at the midwives', I hopped on the bike with Jasper and pedaled up the neighborhood greenway to pick it up. From there, it was only a few blocks to Voodoo Donuts, so we made a snack run for donuts & milk. Then we pedaled back toward home, stopping to buy fair-trade, organic cotton sheets from our locally-owned homegoods store to fit our new locally-built bed and locally-fabricated mattress, to be delivered by bike tomorrow afternoon.
Aaah, Portland life. Today, living the dream... or perhaps, the cliche? Still, loving it.
But beware Portlanditis, gentle readers. I can't be held responsible should you be ground into hipster chum-- the secret, of course, to delicious northwest salmon.