Danger!

Surprise, surprise, look who comes crawling back. I find the best time to write my posts is during my human development class which is a snoooOOOOOoozer (in terms of content not presentation). It just doesn't catch my imagination. So let's get you caught up.

Cougars are 0 and 3... bummer. Still hunting for my first win in indoor soccer (not counting PSU's team). We are so close at times but seeing as this is or first session we tend to let the wheels come off. The rest of our schedule leans toward the bottom end of our league so it bodes well for our chances this week.

Totally stoked for the upcoming session of Kid's Play because we are opening a lot more classes this session. Means I will be officially a night student which come the end of the term I may come to regret. But like I was telling Brynn, this is my first (and maybe only shot) at a directing a youth program so I want to do it right. Already I have overcome any doubts about teaching that floated around my head after the termination of my relationship with Portland Indoor because fate intervened and I was able to find a home in Soccerplex. I only want to make this place better.

Newlywed lesson, part XIX... Worst part of the morning is after you wake up and you know you have to leave the warm comfort of the bed with your beautiful wife at your side. I want to say that my morning wake up routine now at least takes ten minutes longer but I don't want to leave the best part of my life.

One day we will get that stupid red car out of the parking lot... someday...

Hands on Portland

One of my classes this semester is Leadership for Change. Its been a pretty good class so far... the teacher involves us a ton which is good and I'm never wishing class was over because the discussions are usually pretty interesting. We are required to do 6-8 hours of community service this term. The one I signed up for was scheduled today in Hillsboro at the Hillsboro Family Resource Center. They help low income families in the area. They get donations of clothing and food and then they allow families to come once a month and get the clothing and some food that they need. Its a really cool place that helps those who are really in need. Our job was to sort through the donations that they receive. I will admit it was a little boring and I had a red neck middle aged man next to me making fun of The Shins (they were playing 94.7 which I was really grateful for). I love The Shins! How dare he! But, I am happy I could help and I am grateful for wonderful organizations like this one whose only purpose is to help and make people's lives better. It makes me feel good that there are still good individuals out there who want to help people and not just gain riches and status *cough* verizon *cough*.....  

---Brynn---

As an aside it's funny how people eat. This is something that has limited our diet and the food we prepare on a nightly basis. I come from a 2% milk home though I was never inclined to down the white stuff. But when I get in the mood for cereal I can down a whole bag for myself but it has to be just right, chocolate and lot's of it, with milk filled to the brim. Brynn is just a little bit different... rice milk just covering the bottom and she's down with anything, funny how things work.

---Clifford---

Might as well call it MAGIC!

I don't know how our parents did it and I wish they would do it again. Nothing beats a home cooked meal which are few and far between at the Eiffler household. Between classes and our hectic work schedule you won't find our hand that busy in the kitchen. It's not that Brynn and I cannot cook or lack the instruments to cook but when I think about putting together a meal I just default to the same things I have for over six years; Ramen, Burritos, Pasta. Maybe I get fancy whip out the Forman and cook up some grilled cheese but if the food doesn't come from a box, bag, or restaurant counter it doesn't seem to make it on our table. As newlyweds i've read that the habits we form now will carry on when we have kids, I sure hope they love Oriental flavor. Time will what may come but we have been making more of an effort to cook (which led to that fantastic roast this Sunday that pushed Brynn over the edge into becoming a "flexatarian") and with a little more digging I think we will be able to find recipes that work for us and become staples so that our kids will one day yearn for a little bit of dad's mac and cheese and mom's coke salad. By the way, when do we lose the newlywed moniker...?

-Clifford