Country at Heart, Living in the City

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This past week, we had more snow that had stuck, so my mom had taken a snow day. Between the two of us, I mixed up banana bread and she had made chocolate chip cookies.

Yesterday, after work, I stopped at the grocery store to pick up what I needed to make some more egg white scramble. I picked up pork sausage, egg whites and tomatoes.

Today, after work, I ran errands. This included stopping at IKEA, and looked around a bit, it makes me want my own place again, so bad.

I love how they are able to create a functional small space, that is also homey.

These are just a couple of the set ups that I saw that I really liked. While I would have chosen a grey sofa instead of the floral, and had grey walls in the living room, I like the set up and openness of it. The bedroom looked more rustic, like it could be a cabin in the woods.

Afterward, I continued on and went across to NW Portland, where I went to my favorite tea shop, where I had picked up even more tea. I had ordered a fair amount a couple days ago, and it was delivered today. It is totally worth going over to NW Portland to get my favorite tea. I definitely stocked up, and will have tea to enjoy for a while.

They packaged the box up very nicely.

As crazy as it may sound, if I had a job that I could support myself on, I may get reconsider living in the city, or a city anyway. That is crazy, for anyone who knows me.

Country at Heart, Living in the City

Hey Everyone!

This past week, we had more snow that had stuck, so my mom had taken a snow day. Between the two of us, I mixed up banana bread and she had made chocolate chip cookies.

Yesterday, after work, I stopped at the grocery store to pick up what I needed to make some more egg white scramble. I picked up pork sausage, egg whites and tomatoes.

Today, after work, I ran errands. This included stopping at IKEA, and looked around a bit, it makes me want my own place again, so bad.

I love how they are able to create a functional small space, that is also homey.

These are just a couple of the set ups that I saw that I really liked. While I would have chosen a grey sofa instead of the floral, and had grey walls in the living room, I like the set up and openness of it. The bedroom looked more rustic, like it could be a cabin in the woods.

Afterward, I continued on and went across to NW Portland, where I went to my favorite tea shop, where I had picked up even more tea. I had ordered a fair amount a couple days ago, and it was delivered today. It is totally worth going over to NW Portland to get my favorite tea. I definitely stocked up, and will have tea to enjoy for a while.

They packaged the box up very nicely.

As crazy as it may sound, if I had a job that I could support myself on, I may get reconsider living in the city, or a city anyway. That is crazy, for anyone who knows me.

Just your average working class neighborhoods

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Today I needed to get out of the house and go do stuff, so I went out.

I got a coffee from black rock coffee, and went on my way. I had also stopped at my local Fred Meyer store and picked up a couple things, including more soothing lotion Kleenex. My allergies are still so bad for the fourth day in a row. For now I should be called sneezy, since I have been doing a lot of that lately.

Part of why I went out today was to do a little checking out of neighborhoods. There are a couple I really like, that is if I were to find a decent job and were able to afford to live in the city. The area I like is over in NE Portland, and was traditionally a working class neighborhood. It is the type of neighborhoods that would have been the type of neighborhoods my grandparents and great grandparents would have been raising families in. They are just normal homes in decent areas without being over the top and fancy. The kind of area where your everyday joe, who went to work and raised a family would have lived.

While I was at Fred Meyer, I found this really cute reusable shopping bag, and I fell in love.

I love anything that even resembles the 1950’s. It’s not just about being a stay at home wife and mother. While there are parts of this era where women were repressed, and didn’t have much say, yet they knew how to do a lot. There are things like being able to cook and back from scratch, canning as well as things such as sewing, needle point, knitting, crocheting, and so much more that isn’t common place much anymore. There was also a sense of class and decorum during that era.

Living in Portland, the whole “green” movement, reduce/reuse/recycle mentality is huge. We have yard debris bins that our compostables, and food scraps go in, as trash service every other week. It is also to the point where Multnomah County banned plastic grocery bags and bringing your own reusable bags encouraged.

Today, I was also able to pick two pints of raspberries as well as quite a few tomatoes. There are still quite a few tomatoes on the vines.

I am definitely not crunchy, nor will I likely ever be. Though there are some “crunchy”/”hipster”/”natural” traits that are also more “traditional” that I have adopted. Some of which include: shopping local as much as possible, cooking and baking from scratch, I love farmers markets – which also ties into the shopping local bit as well. I also like that you can get a lot more fresh produce and such at farmers markets for a good price. It hasn’t had to travel that far, so the product is fresher and hasn’t had sit for a while, and not as much fuel was used in the transport from farm to market, which is a money saver. You can also find more interesting things you wouldn’t normally find at a grocery store. The reusable bag I bought, I would eventually like to use when I am able to go to farmers markets.

Neighborhoods with a Small Town Vibe

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When I started this blog, it was solely dedicated to living Dairy Free and generally Gluten Free, and over time has evolved to include Home, which is everything from homemaking, canning, hopefully one day gardening, home decorating, as well as food as it all ties together and is something that is on my heart. One day I want to be able to have a home of my own, and make it an inviting space for myself, and my friends and family to hang out in. Hospitality has been something that has been on my heart for years. 

Since I have had to go dairy free and avoid gluten for the most part, i have been thankful to live in Portland, where I have multiple New Seasons, Trader Joes, Whole Foods as well as Bob’s Red Mill nearby. We even have a Gluten Free / Vegan bakery here which I found out about at my previous job. Having food intolerances as an adult am has made me want to eat healthier and be healthier. While I have no intention of becoming a part of one of Portland’s natural all the way minorities and joining that entire subculture, in many ways I am glad it is here. It makes my life in terms of finding food I can eat so much easier, and it is easier to find products that have fewer harsh chemicals that are bad for you and such. So they haven’t completely converted me (I still eat meat, know the uses and power of bleach and Lysol, and by my clothes from mainstream stores) I am just more aware and conscious of what I put into my body and on my body. 

Speaking of Portland, yes the big city is still overwhelming at times, and there are definitely times being in the city drives me crazy and makes me long for the small town life I had in College. Thanks to the Urban Growth Boundary, the Metro area hasn’t seen the Urban Sprawl that other large cities have seen. It is easy enough to get out of the city. In the past couple of years my best friend and I have been working on exploring more of the city through new places to hike, places to get tea and hang out. A little over two months ago, my best friend and I had gone for a hike for her birthday then went and found the Smith Tea Tasting Room in NW Portland. That was te first time I had really driven in the heart of the industrialy area of NW Portland to go somewhere. 

There are neighborhoods and communities within the city that remind me of being in a small town, and they make me forget for a time that I am still in the city.