Sunday, October 21
10:17 p.m.
This week’s 11:00 a.m. Mass was presided by the Bishop of Oregon. I was late because most of the regular street parking was closed off. It was a good service and I flipped through the weekly bulletin to review the upcoming opportunities for service, a theme that’s been preached in the recent sermons.
I met Susan and her mom for weekly after-church brunch at Blue Hour. We were astonished at how crowded it was, and at how many fashionable people were there. The table next to us was speaking in Italian. Turns out it is Portland’s fashion week, which is a little funny to us. I wouldn’t go and describe Portland as fashionable, not like a New York City, Paris or Milan. Portland is uniquely stylish. But fashionable, not so much.
After brunch, I got home and finished cleaning. I vacuumed and cleaned the bathrooms. I didn’t feel like making dinner, but went to Safeway for groceries for the week and Pacific Breeze for some pho soup. I was feeling like I was catching a cold. The harvest staff has been passing around this weird cold with a dry, unproductive cough. I was feeling the same symptoms. My nose was suddenly non-stop runny and I was feeling achey.
I went to bed early in hopes to nip it in the bud.
