2nd Week of Shelter in Place

Here we are at the end of the second week of the Oregon shelter in place rules.

Short update, Michelle and I are still doing well, and we are still working. We took today off from work as we both decided we needed a break, but otherwise, albeit slower, work continues.

A shout out to the Mighty P. They are giving every employee a small bonus next week to help out in these times. I did NOT see that coming and it one helluva nice thing to do. Like everyone, I have complained about work and corporate decisions over the years, but this reminds me why I work there! Well done!

It has been an eventful week… Continue reading “2nd Week of Shelter in Place”

When the stars align and the beach gods smile…

One of the first things we learned when we became coast kids was how much we had never experienced in our visits to the Oregon Coast.

Like most, we would come in the spring and summer, we’d be hoping for nice days, no rain and great sunsets. We would always have our gortex JUST in case, but we’d be happy if it was shorts and shirt sleeves during our stay.

We had no idea, ok had no idea (Michelle grew up her  so she knew), about storms, high surf warnings, sneaker waves or king tides! They have taught me that fall and winter are the BEST times to be here! This weekend, was one that will live in memory. Continue reading “When the stars align and the beach gods smile…”

Yes, yes indeed I belong here

I keep waiting for it to happen. Sooner or later, someone who follows this blog is going to say. “Dammit! Enough is enough! I am tired of ‘I love living on the Oregon Coast posts!!!’ ”  Well, reader beware, here comes another one…. Continue reading “Yes, yes indeed I belong here”

Listen to the locals

It was a busy weekend for Michelle and I. We played Santa and delivered some presents, did some shopping, and (gasp) went to an orchestra Christmas concert. Yes boys and girls, I got some culture! Even an Oboe solo! Though I was disappointed that they did not play Bob and Doug McKenzie’s the 12 days of Christmas, it was fun.

So after our running around we decided to go out for a late lunch, watch the Seahawks (who LOST) and watch the waves. We MAY have saved a life or two today… Continue reading “Listen to the locals”

Why take the time to blog

In my last post, I did a book review on A tale for the Time Being. While reading the book, the 15-year-old, Nao, told us she had a blog going for a while. But then one day she took a look at her stats and realized she had only had a handful of people visit, no one ever commented and, when she stopped, not a soul noticed.

She essentially said that bloggers are quite full of self-importance thinking people care about what they say, and for the most part, they are wasting their time writing posts, as no one cares what they think.

I read that section a couple of times, and knew someday I would revisit it for a post of my own, little did I know it would be so soon… Continue reading “Why take the time to blog”

Riding the birthday years

Funny thing about us cyclists. We do our best to come up with reasons to ride. Just for the bragging rights and a patch, we will ride 200+ miles from Seattle to Portland in a day.

Or 150 miles and 10000 feet of climbing on a hot summer day.

But there doesn’t need to be a patch. Somewhere along the way some cyclist came up with the birthday years ride… Continue reading “Riding the birthday years”

Any regrets?

As any regular reader knows, 4 months ago Michelle and I moved to the Oregon coast, Lincoln City to be exact.

What some may not know is that to do so, I changed jobs. I was a corporate trainer. I molded the youth of the Mighty P in my image. More specifically, I trained claims adjusters for the insurance company I work for. Walk through any office, and you will find the vast majority of the claims people who work there were trained by me at one time or another.

I was the claims cowboy and I was a DAMN good trainer!

But, to move here, it required moving back to being an adjuster. Which, in some eyes is a step backwards, and in other eyes a sign of insanity…. Continue reading “Any regrets?”