A little something extra for this stop sign.

"What's on that stop sign?" I asked Matt as we walked through the Fred Meyer parking lot.

"Flying penises," Matt said, as if that was a normal thing to find on stop signs.

I'm impressed with the color matching.

New color for the Oregon Motel

It's not blue, it's not purple.  It's very striking, especially in comparison to the tan color from before.

Store

Just down the street from our house, and on our way to and from Fred Meyer, is a building with an Indian grocery. The grocery takes up half of the building. The other half has been essentially vacant since we moved here nearly three years ago.

At first, it looked like storage for the Indian grocery. Then for awhile, it supposedly sold Indian women's fashions. I say supposedly because things shifted around and there were clothes in there for awhile, and a sign said they were open on weekends, but they never looked open.

Last year, it looked like we were finally going to get a store here. "It's going to be a soccer store" I told Matt excitedly. He pointed out that we would never go there. This was true, but I was still excited. We watched construction over the course of a few months. There was the cool sign in the window and a platform was built and a strip of lights outlined the platform. The walls were turned into areas for display. It looked great.

And then: nothing. For a few months, nothing seemed to progress and then one day, when Matt was out of town, I noticed a "For Rent" sign in the window. When I picked him up, I told him about it and he was incredulous. "What?" he said, "they never even opened?"
So now we've started the cycle over again. The "For Rent" sign is gone and things are happening. The lighted platform has been taken away and the display stuff has been taken off the wall. There is a small room being built in the back and a counter case has been added.
I have no idea what this store is going to be, or if it will actually open, but again the excitement mounts.