First things first.
For the last 3 weeks, something incredible has been happening to one of my favorite humans in the whole world (don't tell him I think that highly of him), Anthony. And by association, my brother as well. Who is also one of my favorite humans. Duh. Anyway. A few weeks ago, my brother quit his job and went to work for his best friend, who owns his own design company, Harebrained. Anthony has been a designer for as long as I've known him, in various capacities. He is very, very successful, because he is very, very good at what he does. You know that Bears "Da Team" shirt I wear all the time? He created that little sucker, which sold out pretty quickly. I'm lucky enough to have gotten one for free. Not like that matters. But just so you know, I'm on the inside here. Anyway, the thing he has been most well-known for is something called Period Panties, or what he calls "menstrual-themed undies". There's no real purpose to them, despite what many websites think (and are arguing over), they are just funny, and try to make light of the shitty few days a month most women deal with. I've known about, and owned, Period Panties for like....a long time. 6 years? I don't know. But anyway. I keep saying anyway. He made them in the past, and had a bunch of issues with the production, and was hesitant to do it again. However, he ultimately decided to print another batch (with new characters!) because people seemed to like them; the only issue was that he is ordering them from a manufacturer overseas, and needs the money up front. So, like many people in his position do, he created a kickstarter campaign to raise some money ahead of their production. People could (and still can!) pledge whatever amount of money to the kickstarter, which corresponds to a prize level. Long story short, you're paying for the underwear and then receiving them a few weeks later. This kickstarter launched 4 days after my brother started working for Anthony (doing all the non-design boring stuff). The goal was $10,000 in 30 days. I just checked, and with 8 days left, Anthony, Cole, Harebrained, and Period Panties have made $323,820. Yeah. Anthony's kickstarter video has been featured on BuzzFeed (thanks to a tweet sent to them from yours truly ahem ahem ahem), Perez Hilton, and most recently, TMZ. Yep. I should really add links to all these articles. Erg. Hold on. Okay, done. So tell your friends! They are comfy undies and the man who created them deserves every bit of success he is getting. Seriously. It's been so much fun to wake up every day and check to see how much money he made overnight, to see him try and cope with his newfound success (and gossip tv show fame!), and just to know that people I love a whole lot are getting what they totally deserve. So there's my diatribe on Period Panties. And whatever you do, don't be offended by them. Because that's just dumb. They're fun, they're stupid, they're whatever --- because at the end of the day, they're just underwear.
Back to pretty photos. Today it was sunny and 60 degrees, which is insane because it's February 28th, so I woke up and went straight to the park. I brought the good camera.
St. John's Bridge. It's pretty.
Tiny signs of spring. I am not trying to rub it in to all you Chicago people, really I'm not, I'm just so excited!!!!!
The perk of rainy days is all that green grass.
Belly of the bridge.
Banks of the Willamette River. I'm not sure which bridge that one is, because I don't feel like looking it up after just searching for all those Period Panties articles. Anyway, its' really pretty, but there was kind of a lot of trash along the shore. Beach trash is the worst kind of trash.
Sick of these photos yet?
It sure does look pretty though.
It's a gigantic bridge, but my camera only shows so much. But there are probably like 8? 10? of those little spike things. I'm good with bridge terms.
As I was leaving the park, I accidentally stumbled across this patch of totally bloomed flowers.
Through the windshield. Really it's a miracle I haven't crashed the car in this state yet.
And then I babysat on my day off, so my bosses could go on a date! And since it was 60 degrees and I was determined to spend the day outside, I took the brood and we went on a hike.
Sophie is straight-up obsessed with Bigfoot, like I imagine any 6-year-old child in the Pacific Northwest would be. She ran off the trail to this little hiding spot and told me all about how this is where Bigfoot lives. I was skeptical because it's not that big, but she assured me.
It was nice to hike this trail in the afternoon, since I always do it in the early morning. God. I can't believe I just wrote that sentence. Since when do I hike in the early morning?!?!?!
Hard to see, but that little blur of pink is Sophie, running ahead and singing made-up songs at the top of her lungs. I seriously love that kid.