I invited a group of friends over last night to let people know I was back in Portland. It was nice to see everyone, but it was a little strange to set up for the party. I went to the grocery store and could read everything without having to think about it. I’m also out of practise throwing parties here, so I really had to think about what we needed and where to get it. Now the thing I loved was that I biked to the stores. Oh, and people showed up on time. What’s up with that? Don’t they know that parties start an hour to an hour and a half after the scheduled start time. Actually, I had everything ready waaaay ahead of time, because I have gotten used to having that buffer in Iceland and, knowing I wouldn’t have it here, I overcompensated. The party definitely made the house feel more comfortable, but I spent most of the party feeling like something was missing.
Rob and I talked yesterday and he said that he keeps wanting to come back to Portland. Without me there, he is wondering what the point of being in Iceland is. I said, funny, I have the same feeling about wanting to go back to Reykjavik. Our friends are very dear to me, but the friends and the house aren’t where home is. The party was fun, but I’m still not home.
That’s awesome. Haha. I remember going out in Reykjavik and looking around the empty bar for about two hours before anyone arrived… at midnight!
Crazy.
I can’t remember if I asked you in the bar, but how did you two end up living up there? I had just kind of assumed it was because of your job, but if you’re in Portland…
I’m a puppeteer for Lazytown and got hired from here (Portland) so my husband and I moved out there. He’s still working in post-production and I came home early so I could go to WFC and Orycon.
Oh cool! I will have to ask my sister if that’s something my niece watches. She’s three.
I just googled and read the wikipedia article. I must find this “you are a pirate” song!
Look no further! I posted the video from it on my site for National Talk Like a Pirate day.
*dies*
That is possibly the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen! You must have been pinching yourself walking on to set! Haha.
Hey, what sort of post does your husband do? I used to work in post production.
For Lazytown he’s the production co-ordinator, which is interesting since he’s made his living in film to this point as an audio engineer.
What a tender post. So nice that you both recognize that “home” is wherever you can be together.
Oh, and for the record, we arrived to last nights gathering a fashionable 40 minutes late…
Not quite fashionable on Icelandic time.
It’s amazing what makes a home, isn’t it?