Back from Klamath Falls

Clearly, I'm not as flexible as I once was.  We were only gone overnight, but now that we are home, I feel as if organization flew out the window.  To look at my house, one would think a baby lives here.  Technically, I suppose one does...a baby cat.  Holy Moley.  Nothing was broken, but things certainly were strewn hither and thither while we were gone.  Pretty much anything that isn't nailed down has been played with and dragged off somewhere that it doesn't belong.

That's all beside the point, however, because we had a wonderful weekend seeing our son Matthew.  Matthew has been living in the dorm at Oregon Institute of Technology since starting school there three years ago.  For his senior year, he found a little house that is just perfect for him.  I asked him to look cool when I took this picture.  This is Matthew's vision of what cool looks like:

His house has two bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room, a kitchen, and even a laundry room.  It is such a cute little place, and I'm so glad he found it.  He's been wanting a house almost his entire stay in Klamath Falls.

It took Matthew a few years post high school to gain some traction on his future.  Those weren't wasted years, however.  He spent part of his time living and traveling in Brazil, where he also learned to speak the language fluently.  When he returned from Brazil he was ready to move along and went to Klamath Falls to attend engineering school.  Everything he has touched since going there has figuratively turned to gold, and I think both he and Mike would agree with me when I say that Matthew is as happy as a pig in mud.

Here are Matthew and his dad.  That's his drum set in the foreground.  If you look around the room, you'll see that pretty much everything is related to music in some way.  His major in school is engineering, but his heart belongs to music.  

After we dropped off Matthew's stuff and saw his house, we went to lunch at a little restaurant in Klamath Falls called A Leap of Taste.  

The restaurant is located on a corner of Main Street.  This is Main Street Klamath Falls.

Is this not the epitome of Main Street, USA?  There were lots of things to look at inside while we waited for them to make our sandwiches.  These chocolate bars cracked me up.

Especially this one:

At $6 per bar, I resisted.  It would have been harder to resist these truffles,

except that they gave me a little truffle with my sandwich.  It was a hot day, and this soda went down cool

The sandwich wasn't much to look at, but it was so delicious.  It had ham, turkey, vegies, and wild plum chutney.  I love chutney.  No really.  I really love chutney.

After having our lunch, I used an app on my phone to find out if there were any quilt shops close by.  There was one just around the block from us!  Holy spit!!  We wasted no time going to check it out.  It was called Willing Hands.  Despite having been to Klamath Falls many times, I was previously unaware that this place existed.  I think it must be new.

Few things in life excite me any more than a new quilt shop to browse.  We were there early in the afternoon on Saturday, so imagine my surprise when we approached the door and saw this:

Here's my question:  Is this shop trying to fail?  Who can shop at these hours?  Retired people, or people who don't work, that's who.  And who are the people who generally have money to spend?  Working people.  So...are they not catering to people with money to spend?  Ya' got me.  Oh well.  No rotary cutters for you, Willing Hands.  Take that!  I was able to visit another quilt shop about a half an hour south of Klamath Falls.  I'll tell you about it in a separate post.

After that, we dropped Matthew back at his house, and then Mike and I went to our hotel.  Later that evening, we saw Matthew and his band perform at the American Legion.  It was such a lot of fun.  And his band is really good!  I so enjoyed seeing him playing drums and singing.  He sang lead vocals on one of the songs they performed while we were there.  I was able to shoot some video with my camera and I took a few pictures.  I didn't want to use my flash, and so these images are a little blurry.

I kind of like the artsy quality of this one.

And I just want to say right here...you know those people who see Jesus in toast and other objects?  That's not Jesus.  It's Matthew.  I'm so glad to have cleared that up.

We stayed for about an hour and a half, and then we feared turning into pumpkins, so we headed back to the hotel.  We had breakfast with Matthew Sunday morning, and then headed for home.

Now, even though we weren't gone for very long, the place seems a disorganized disaster to me.  I'm taking time to write this blog post because if I don't, the words will be swirling around inside of me until I let them out.  But now, I have some things to do to make the place habitable again.  I'm getting a pedicure tomorrow, which will help me to steel myself for a trip to the grocery store.  There probably won't be much sewing until Wednesday, and I am chomping at the bit to do the top-stitching on my 2nd Doors of Ireland quilt block.  So.....til later.  Hope you all had a good weekend too.