Sunshine
You know you're from Oregon when ...
You call them Filberts and not Hazelnuts.
So maybe you've seen these kinds of lists. I think it all began with the Redneck list back in the day.
I am a living testimony to the Oregon list. I can answer yes to all of those. And more.
So yesterday as we were waiting for the tow truck to come I stood in the sun keeping warm, while my pickup blocked the wind. It was only an hour or so.
But I ended up with a sunburn! Seriously?
I guess I need to get out more. Which we'll be doing this week, since the pickup is in the shop, we'll be biking and hiking the neighborhood, soaking up the sun.
You call them Filberts and not Hazelnuts.
You feel guilty throwing aluminum cans or paper in the trash.
You know more people who own boats than air conditioners.
You feel overdressed wearing a suit to a nice restaurant.
You stand on a deserted corner in the rain waiting for the "Walk" signal.
You consider that if it has no snow or has not recently erupted, it is not a real mountain.
You know the difference between Chinook, Coho, and Sockeye salmon.
You know how to pronounce Sequim, Puyallup, Issaquah, Oregon, Yakima, and Willamette.
You consider swimming an indoor sport.
In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark—all in an eight-hour work day.
You never go camping without waterproof matches and a poncho.
You are not fazed by "Today's forecast: showers followed by rain," and "Tomorrow's forecast: rain followed by showers."
You have no concept of humidity without precipitation
You know that Boring is a town in Oregon and not just a state of mind.
You put on your shorts when the temperature gets above 50, but still wear your hiking boots and parka.
You switch to your sandals when it gets about 60, but keep the socks on.
You have actually used your mountain bike on a mountain.
You think people who use umbrellas are either wimps or people from California
You buy new sunglasses every year, because you cannot find the old ones after such a long time.
You measure distance in hours.
You feel overdressed wearing a suit to a nice restaurant.
You stand on a deserted corner in the rain waiting for the "Walk" signal.
You consider that if it has no snow or has not recently erupted, it is not a real mountain.
You know the difference between Chinook, Coho, and Sockeye salmon.
You know how to pronounce Sequim, Puyallup, Issaquah, Oregon, Yakima, and Willamette.
You consider swimming an indoor sport.
In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark—all in an eight-hour work day.
You never go camping without waterproof matches and a poncho.
You are not fazed by "Today's forecast: showers followed by rain," and "Tomorrow's forecast: rain followed by showers."
You have no concept of humidity without precipitation
You know that Boring is a town in Oregon and not just a state of mind.
You put on your shorts when the temperature gets above 50, but still wear your hiking boots and parka.
You switch to your sandals when it gets about 60, but keep the socks on.
You have actually used your mountain bike on a mountain.
You think people who use umbrellas are either wimps or people from California
You buy new sunglasses every year, because you cannot find the old ones after such a long time.
You measure distance in hours.
So maybe you've seen these kinds of lists. I think it all began with the Redneck list back in the day.
I am a living testimony to the Oregon list. I can answer yes to all of those. And more.
So yesterday as we were waiting for the tow truck to come I stood in the sun keeping warm, while my pickup blocked the wind. It was only an hour or so.
But I ended up with a sunburn! Seriously?
I guess I need to get out more. Which we'll be doing this week, since the pickup is in the shop, we'll be biking and hiking the neighborhood, soaking up the sun.
the umbrella one made me laugh. I used mine on my quarter mile walk from the parking lot to the office Friday morning. This was an old fashioned thunderstorm, lightning, driving winds (40 mph) and rain. I held it in front of me like a shield. I've actually had rain drops almost wash my contacts out.
ReplyDeleteMy front side, walking into the rain was soaked. My backside was perfectly dry.
There's an old joke that Eskimo's have 57 words for snow, I bet Oregonians can come up with at least as many for rain: mist,sprinkles, downpour, showers,liquid sunshine....
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