Long weekend in Oregon with the in-laws.
On Friday, Brandon and his mother and I went to a sushi restaurant and smashed maki into our faceholes with great joy.
I've never been to this kind of sushi place before, where you take it off the track. Then again, I would like sushi if it were just slid over to me on the floor in a cardboard box. Edgy.
We piled up our finished plates like three gorged, proud cats depositing mouse remains at their owners' front doors.
Later we drove around, admiring the early spring, the beautiful trees and majestic Mount Hood.
Brandon: Mt. Hood.
Me: It's so beautiful.
Brandon's mom: Yeah. Lot of frozen dead people up there.