Portland has donuts, in case you didn’t know

The first day Kylie and I were in Portland was hot and cloudy so we decided to just wander around rather than stop in and actually shoot any donuts. I wanted good sunlight to properly light them in my light box. As soon as we left though, Kylie realized she kind of wanted a donut. We passed a sign for “Delicious Donuts” and decided to try it out. It wasn’t on my radar as a place to checkout beforehand, but it was a quaint little shop worthy of a visit.

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Inside, I didn’t really want one because we had just woken up and I hadn’t finished my coffee yet. Kylie said how awesome they looked and said she was going to get one, so I got one myself. But then after I got it she was all like “oh never mind, I don’t want one” and basically she tricked me into a donut. Just sayin’. It was good, but nothing epic so I decided not to take official pictures and rather just enjoyed the dough.

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Later in the afternoon I saw Blue star and had to go. It wasn’t even the one I had mapped out, I didn’t realize they had two locations. Plus, it was raining, so basically fate pushed us in. We got one to split because we were on our way to dinner, but couldn’t pass up the opportunity to try Blackberry Basil. It was fantastic.

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A few hours later we were on our way back to the hotel when we stumbled on the Voodoo truck. This was just pure magic because we had just been wandering our way back – I knew the cross streets and we kind of just turned based on the lights. Again, fate, I tell ya.

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Kylie got the Oreo donut and I got one called “Marshall Mathers” and it was spectacular.

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Two days later the sun was finally shining bright. We set out for a day of pictures, complete with my fancy camera and other equipment. First stop: Blue Star. But the other Blue Star, not the one we went to on the first day. Everyone was super nice to us and they even gave me a little discount on the donuts because we were using them for the book. Here are the ones we shot (including the one in the back, with a shot):

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Voodoo Donuts was pretty close. Before we even saw it though, we saw the huge ass line of people waiting to get donuts. Seriously. I asked someone who was about half-way through and he had been standing for 45 minutes already. No thanks.

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Luckily, I knew of a place called “Voodoo 2” and we went there instead. It took about 30 minutes to walk from one to the other (not counting the wait on the bridge for the lifts to raise…..) and the other one had only 4 people in line. We waited for 10 minutes (also, why does it take 10 minutes to get through only 4 parties?!) and got the goods. It was a neat looking shop and a fun experience, but I’m sad to say they didn’t completely live up to the expectations.

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All in all, we had a good time in donut land.

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Unemployment rocks

This whole being “unemployed” thing is fantastic. Yesterday was technically my first day off. My last day was Friday, but the weekend still felt like any other weekend. Monday morning though, when Joe woke up and went to work and I got to sleep in… that’s when the feeling kicked in.

I tried to start the morning off with coffee, reading a book in my sun chair. However, I ran out of the nummy-good-mocha coffee I’d been using in my Keurig and once I realized it had milk in it, I cut myself off. But it turns out milk is really good and I can’t do without and I’ll have to find some alternative. For the day it was Caribou for me.

I didn’t get a high top. Which is disappointing but I made do. I got myself a soy-mocha, sat down, and began to write. It was the first time I had legitimately revisited my book in quite a few months. I started from the beginning, revising and adding more as it felt right. I had a lot of notes from when Joe reviewed it, calling out elements that needing more context or further depth. I probably only added 250 words, but it was nice to sit down with my coffee, no internet, a beautiful sun, to just write.

After that, I headed over to do my first workout in training for the triathlon. It was painful. The swim started out really nicely, but after just 6 laps I was dead. I couldn’t get my stroke rhythm going and it dawned on me that I didn’t have my nose plugger. I made do with what I had, completed my 15 laps, and only swallowed one mouthful of water. Next time it will be better.

Next it was time for a shopping run. Joe and I haven’t been shopping for food in a while because who needs to when you can subsist on Buffalo Wild Wings. After my invigorating swim though I wanted something that would nourish the soul, not set it on fire. While at Target, I quickly remembered to pick up more contacts and went to the optical center only to be turned down. My prescription was too old. My sadness was met with “we can get you in right now!” when I didn’t even realize they did that stuff there. I should have, but I just never thought of it. I zipped in quickly for the eye exam, and put in my order for contacts while still using my employee discount – high five.

After having goulash, aka: funeral hot-dish for lunch, I went for a run. I should have given myself more time for my stomach to settle but I’m new here. After lasting nearly a solid mile, my body had enough and walked the rest of the three miles. Except I ended up going about 3.4 miles, and maybe ran a total of 1. It’s kind of fun to think about where I will be in a few weeks though, this is the probably the worst I’ll do.

After some stretching, I began session 1 of Python on code academy. I was surprised both by how easy it was and how quickly I got through it. Knowing Matlab, Mathematica, R, etc., really makes it easy to pick up something new. I’m excited to learn more.

No “perfect day” would be complete without donuts, so I made a stop by Glam Doll on the way to drop off my bike for a tune up. The “Scream Queen” (chocolate cake donut with chocolate frosting and candied bacon) was all I needed to spike my energy for my last yMac meeting for life. (That may be a little extreme, but who knows!). I got a nice goodbye, enjoyed seeing some friends, and got home just in time for some Harry Potter before falling asleep. Perfection is the only word that describes my Monday.

Any then this happened #loveMKA met-gala-2014-mary-kate-olsen-ashley-olsen-red-carpet__oPt

Donut Diaries

I fricken love donuts. I’ve talked about them a few times on here, but in an effort to fully convey my love, please check out my Kickstarter Campaign.

At the very least, check out the video. I sometimes believe that text doesn’t truly convey my quirkiness. I’ve been told this video makes a valiant effort. Donut Video

I’ll be tracking the status of my kickstarter through the tag: Donut Diaries :)

Kate’s a Pin Up

My new found obsession, Twitter, has led to many exciting adventures. The most recent was my opportunity to be photographed as a pin up girl.

Everyone is going to have an amazing time at @glamdolldonuts for our last $50 mini-shoot. There is still room to sign up, don’t miss out.

— Christi Williams (@grinkie) April 24, 2013

The only reason I saw the tweet was because it was retweeted by Glam Doll Donuts, which is probably my most favorite donut shop in all of Minneapolis. Even though I was at work, I emailed right away. It was kind of like “ohmygod… I need to be in this photo shoot. When is it?” And then she was all like “May 15th” and I was like “SOLD!!!!” I had a work trip that evening, but I was sure I’d be able to get of all my modeling done during the day and make it to the airport on time. [SPOILER! I did.]

The whole night before I was worried about everything playing out right. I signed up for hair and makeup, only because I’ve never been able to do my own. But… was I supposed to bring my own clothes? In a panic, I mapped out all the vintage clothing stores between the condo and Glam Doll. After looking at nearly every picture taken by the photographer in her pin-up book, I determined she did in fact have costumes due to the fact that some women were in the same outfits. I determined to go in wearing whatever, hoping they would have something for me. [SPOILER! They did.]

The night before, Joe and I were lying in bed. He was working on homework because we hadn’t seen each other in a while and he had things he needed to do. I was attempting to fall asleep, when I posed a question, “what do you think about people who have big pictures of themselves hanging on their wall?”

He responded “It’s a little vain. Why do you ask?”

“Well, noooo reason,” I said in the most suspicious way I could. I had the intention of getting a print done for the new condo… but after the whole Veronica Mars fiasco, I knew I needed to run this by him.

After pretending to snore, he asked me once again “Kate…. why do you ask?”

He assumed I had made a purchase. “No, I have not spent any money today other than at Caribou and Crave” I said. He knew I was being too specific, and continued to question me. After going back and fourth for a while, laughing a bit and then doing some crying (high five PMS!), I finally assured him that I had not purchased a large portrait, and had no plans to.

But honestly, in hindsight, I’m totally getting one printed. Largely printed, in fact. How cool would this be on my wall??

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