Two weekends ago I went up to central Washington where my mom and I had rented a cabin for a couple of nights. It was a great cabin with two bedrooms and lots of wood. I forgot to take pictures of the inside, but this was our view:
The fancy cabins are duplexes. Unfortunately, we were next to a family of like a zillion. Many opportunities to mock the crazy people in this family. My favorite was the teenage daughter, who apparently wanted to go off and spend time with her (kind of creepy looking) boyfriend: "Don't you know how happy I am? Are you mad at me? Don't you know how much I love you?" Over and over. It was weird. I promptly adopted the phrase "Don't you know how much I love you" to say to my mom over and over again.
We got lots of reading done, rented a paddle boat and tooled around the lake until our legs got tired, and then drove towards "town" to stop off at Dry Falls. Which looks like this:
There used to be a gigantic water fall in the back where that big depression is. A long long long time ago.
This was the area we were staying at from up above:
Over the Labor Day weekend, I decided to be somewhat social so I headed out to the Oregon State Fair.
Moo.
It was the next to the last day for the fair, but sadly that did not stop the hordes of humanity from descending. It did, however, mean that some of the animals were gone. It was really creepy going through a big horse barn with nobody else around.
This was one of maybe six horses I saw in the entire place.
Made me want to have a beer.
There were lots of pigs still, so I took lots of pics of them for my mom, who loves pigs.
I have no idea why many of the pigs were numbered. Oh, and guess what the name of one of the 4-H clubs was?
It just seems mean, doesn't it?
I got the obligatory butt shot to text to RR:
Saw a frankenllama:
And there were diving dogs!
I managed to not kill any of the humanity at the fair. I capped it off by taking myself to a movie (The World's End, really good although I'm not sure I liked the very very end) and then for a pizza. I like to treat myself well.
Cheers,
the CilleyGirl
