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The Dirty Dozen

Typically when someone sends me a group email I delete it without opening it.  It is a bad habit that has gotten me into some pretty sticky situations before.  Today, Erin came home with a print out which he immediately attached to the fridge of “The Dirty Dozen” (foods that are highest in pesticides/that you should buy organic) and “The Clean 15” (lowest in pesticides).  When I commented on how cool it was, he said it was a forward from my mom.  Thanks mum!!!

Dirty Dozen (highest in pesticides/buy organic)

  1. Celery
  2. Peaches
  3. Strawberries
  4. Apples
  5. Blueberries
  6. Nectarines
  7. Bell Peppers
  8. Spinach
  9. Cherries
  10. Kale/Collard Greens
  11. Potatoes
  12. Grapes (imported)

Clean 15 (lowest in pesticides)

  1. Onions
  2. Avocado
  3. Sweet Corn
  4. Pineapples
  5. Mango
  6. Sweet Peas
  7. Asparagus
  8. Kiwi
  9. Cabbage
  10. Eggplant
  11. Canataloupe
  12. Watermelon
  13. Grapefruit
  14. Sweet Potato
  15. Honeydew Melon

In other news…I am slowly slowly adjusting to life without Vili.  He has such a huge place in my heart I cannot wait to see him again.  It is official that if/when I get a puppy of my own, I will definitely be “that lady” who is insane about her pet and thinks they are the most gorgeous thing on earth (without question).

Saturday we are running a 10km race…without training and in front of Erin’s co-workers (who I am sure HAVE been training).  I meant to start running again but here we are two days before race day and I think the last time I went for a run the year ended in a zero.  I am just hoping the start time is early so I can hide behind the blanket of darkness and not completely make a fool of myself.

When my dad & V were here last week they gave us “The Portland Stairs Book” by Laura Foster (they even picked it up at Powell Books…so very ‘Portland chic’).  The book contains maps of hikes around all of the city’s hidden stairs.  We tried one of the walks last weekend, a little 5 mile jaunt that left right from our place.

The Fox Nursery

One of my dear friends is expecting her first little baby.  To say that the rest of us share in the first-time-parent excitement is an understatement.  We. could. die.  I cannot wait to meet this little bundle…he/she could not have picked a sweeter mom and dad.

As soon as I hung up from the initial “guess what” phone call, I have had foxes on my mind (no one particularly likes/dislikes foxes) and I have no idea where this came from but I am going with it.  I feel like if I put it on paper, I can finally stop thinking about it.  So here is a fox inspired nursery!

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Vili’s not so subtle way of letting you know he is done with playing fetch….he takes his ball, drops it in the middle of a puddle and leaves it there.  Game over…

Our 6pm walk when E came home turned into a serious swimming session:

Multnomah Falls

With the weekend here and our little visitor to entertain, we decided to hike up to Devil’s Rest, above Multnomah Falls.

Erin and I were packed and ready, but we still needed to get this man moving:

Although he is a 3:00am guy (wanting to be covered up with his blanket, drinking water, trying to get in bed with us or just feeling a burst of energy) he is not a 9:00am guy.

Multnomah Falls:

Back home and a bit tuckered out:

 

Sugar Vili

I am dogsitting Sugar Vili for a couple weeks while dad and V travel.  He seems to be adjusting well to his new home (maybe a bit too well).  I got out of the shower this morning and found someone comfortably lounging in my bed:

I feel like I can almost see a little guilt in his expression!