53/94 Camping at Cape Disappointment
Day Fifty-three: Camping at Cape Disappointment. We hiked, we ate, we hiked some more. We pitched out “tent” and roasted marshmallows and had an amazing time.
52/94: Ready
Day Fifty-two: Ready. . . Set. . . Go! See you on the other side.
51/94: He’s Not Sure
Day Fifty-one: But I love it! Only, he doesn’t look 13 anymore. Uh oh.
50/94: Not Now
Day Fifty: A quickly snapped photo of my clean studio. Because when I thought about taking a photo for the blog earlier in the day, my sub-conscience immediately said, “Not Now!”
It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks. Between Mireio’s 2nd Anniversary and Sale and then all the prepping for today’s launch of the Early Fall line, I’ve been in “Not now mode.”
“Wende, do you want to eat  dinner?” “Mom, will you look at this?” “What should I do with the clean laundry in the dryer?”  “Hey sweetie, wink, wink. . . ”
Not. Now! Â I think it might be tattooed on my forehead. It’s been this phantom refrain in my mind for the past month. Should I source for the Holiday line? Not now. I need to prep for a garage sale. Not now. I really need to do something with the plant I bought 2 weeks ago. Not now. It gets old, quickly. Sadly, it seemed the only way to get through everything that was on my NOW list. Take a number people!
But as of this evening, I’m officially off “not now” time. I managed to get most of the Early Fall line listed today and all the Sale orders packaged and shipped. While there is more to create and photograph and the inevitable re-shoots if the sun should ever deign to show up — I’m feeling good about what I’ve accomplished in the past few weeks! It’s looking decidedly “fallish” in Mireio. I even managed to restore some semblance of order to the studio. No, that’s not the second sign of the apocalypse, so you can stop mocking me already.
Sometime during my “not now” phase, I did manage  to go online and book a camping site for Wednesday night. We’re not going far and it’s just an overnight trip  but I’m taking my sweet boy camping. Just the two of us. He’s been extremely patient and dealing with his own turmoil. Apparently  being sick and taking exams aren’t on his “things to do this summer” list. However, “Camping” is, and I’m making that happen—even if for just one night. He’s endured so many “not nows” I’m looking forward to a break and a chance to reconnect.
So, I’ve promised that right after we get his hair cut tomorrow (oh yeah, I managed to schedule that too!) we will sit down, plot our gluttony, and prep for our little adventure. He’s over the moon. And so am I. I see a lot of “NOW!” in our near future.
49/94: Multi-tasking
Day Forty-nine: Pouring candles, wrapping up orders, editing photos. Yes, yes I will take wine with that.
48/94: Waiting
Day Forty-eight: Half way through summer and still waiting for it to arrive.
Technically, yesterday marked the half-way point of summer. We spent the day in Oregon City—where it was warm and sultry and exactly what you expect of Summer, with a capital S. I was hot and sticky and all-around uncomfortable—and happy being so. I spent the day secretly wishing I could just go running! The sunshine and warmth feed my delusions and range of motion. That’s not a bad thing.
We came home to this perpetual cold and mist and everything I’ve begun to dread. I wouldn’t mind the gray so much, I think (or I’m in denial!), if it wasn’t also wet and on the cold side of things. I had forgotten how good sunshine feels. Or maybe, how good I feel in the  sunshine. Gone was the tight ache in my joints that I consider a constant companion. No amount of hot tea changes the fact that I feel my body and it’s limitations in the cold.
So! We got a dose of summer yesterday. Bureaucracy compelled our road-trip. Oregon is fairly hands-off with homeschoolers. However, they do require that we have our children tested in benchmark years. We’re not cut out to be law breakers and Boy Wonder technically finished 8th grade so it was time to sit for these exams. He was anxious, but did surprisingly well for a kid who wasn’t prepped. I’m no fan of state testing (or any testing or grades, but that’s another post!) Â and the “passing” requirement is such a joke—he had to have a composite score above the 15th percentile. No, you read that correctly! Needless to say, we weren’t worried. It was just a hoop to jump through, and jump we did. With a little finesse, a little fear, but a whole lot of fun!
Oregon City was a surprise. Who knew they had the only out-door elevator in the country? We spent the afternoon exploring the city and  soaking up the sun before heading home. And it seemed fitting to spend the 47th day of summer recharging our solar batteries. Considering, we’re still waiting for summer to arrive out here on the edge of the world.
47/94: Oregon City
Day Forty-seven: Oregon City
46/94: Mireio Turns Two
Day Forty-six: Mireio is turning two today. This is me at 13 months with the original Mireio Pillow. You can read about it here.
45/94: Spicy
Day Forty-five: Spicy. I snapped this photo with the sun setting, so it’s a bit unfocused. But the color is still lovely. Anyhow, these Dahlias are prepped for tomorrow’s shoot of the Spice Candles. There had better be sun!
44/94: Blinking Lights
Day Forty-four: I had just finished photographing  the new line of Pet Pillows for Mireio when the battery light on my camera started blinking. That’s code for “You didn’t pay attention to the low battery icon did you?!”. So, my battery is recharging and you get product shots. But, as product shots go, this one is pretty darn cute!
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