Yikes, Beth! You deserved that drink!
Dear weather--
I'm going to trust the Doppler radar--against my better judgement--and go for a ride. Behave, okay?
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Yikes, Beth! You deserved that drink!
Dear weather--
I'm going to trust the Doppler radar--against my better judgement--and go for a ride. Behave, okay?
Hope you have a normal day today, Beth!
I hope it was a good drink Beth, I saw the news this morning :eek:
Hope it was good Owlie! Our report said it wouldn't rain last night but it did...so no rides since last Sunday. That IS going to change this afternoon when I get off work. It is supposed to be around 70 and frankly, I have three bikes, and ONE of them is getting ridden when I get home from work - the on only thing that will stop me is a torrential downpour or lightening :cool:
Yikes Beth - glad nothing actually happened!
Me too. Many thanks to the informant who called the police, then cooperated with the investigation. So this morning going in, news crews were out front again for the morning news shows - and in the enclosed park area next to the building were our Federal police officers playing catch with officer dog. K9 was a very happy dog, lots of space to run in, ball to chase. The irony was amazing.
The weather lied, dammit. (Okay, they said scattered showers...and apparently they were scattered near the trail!) I got soaked. I went out with the intention of doing 30 miles, and actually did 34, but I spent the last half with a wet chamois, wet jersey, wet socks and a very dirty bike. I wound up taking two breaks while I waited for the rain to ease up. It wasn't too heavy, and my tires handled surprisingly well for being dry-only tires, but if I make a habit out of getting caught in the rain (surprisingly fun, actually, and makes for a good story for the rain-hating BF!), I'm going to need new tires.
Dear bike/mind,
We now have you set up on the wind trainer & that's where we'll have to spend our bike time for a bit more...
I promise we'll have some easy (no arms on bike) fun w coach troy and some awesome mtb dvd's..
poo..
Beth, yikes! I hope that drink was a good, stiff one.
Dear landlord,
The flat I just viewed that belongs to you isn't a flat. On the charitable end of the scale, it's A Wreck. On the less charitable, it's a bleeping cra*khouse. You seem to have turned it into a place to dump crap you don't want and your current tenants have reduced it to the point where all it needs is a rat infestation to be complete. None of us want to fork over 3000 bucks a month for three bedrooms and a "store-room without windows but you can turn it into a bedroom" even if the neighborhood is lovely. The sad part is, this country's housing market is so dire that despite rust BLEEDING INTO YOUR WALLS, there will be someone offering you a thousand dollars above your asking price for it. Good grief.
Dear magical ointment,
I know I've been calling you "unicorn snot" because of your strange silvery color, but I meant it with affection. Really. Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you for making my hand feel better. The pain is minimal--more annoying than painful--and the last of the blisters have receded, so I should be able to go without bandages now. So, thanks!
I guess I should also thank myself for being careful about keeping the hand bandaged well, mostly because it kept me from doing something stupid and breaking open the blisters.
In anticipation of getting to return to some activities (doctor says still no biking or weightlifting for a couple of weeks to protect the new skin trying to grow under the blistered areas), I've just treated myself to a couple of workout tunics/dresses from TE. Whee!
Love,
me
Dear Real Estate Powers That Be
Thank you for guiding prospective buyers to my former home. Now if you would just watch over the inspections and their final loan processing so we can close and I won't be stuck with some kind of crazy big repair bill. Merci beaucoup.
Dear bike--
WTH? Now that I have a new saddle, I'm now way more comfy in the drops than I am anywhere else. You are extremely silly. (And once I can come up with $150+parts that I can comfortably spend, we are getting a fitting.) Now, if only I could afford to upgrade you to 105 shifters (and new derailleurs and cassette while we're at it, because I don't think 8-spd 105 shifters exist) so that I can shift from the drops...
Dear W--
Thank you so much. I needed that. And thank you for being someone that I can talk about the joys of grad school in biological sciences with. :)
Dear Bike,
Please let me know when your done punishing my nether regions with your saddle/shorts/whatever so I sit for the two preceding days after a ride. Pathetic nine mile ride and you act like this is the Tdf. Lol.
Sincerely,
Me
Dear vet's office,
Please feel free to call anytime and tell me how my fur-kid is doing after his dental appointment and other assorted grooming. I know that y'all are busy, but I really do worry about him.
Hugs and smoochies,
Dog mama
ETA: Talk about the power of suggestion! The vet's office just called- he's fine :)
I'm glad he's doing fine.
I feel your pain. When my cats have been hospitalized, I've been a nervous wreck. Waiting for the vet to call with an update is agonizing. Henry Cat--the guy in my avatar--was at the vet for a week last year with a mystery illness, and it was all I could do not to call them several times a day.
Dear Bicycling Magazine,
SEVEN pages on shaving your legs??? SEVEN? Seriously? SEVEN pages?
You could shave your legs seven times in the time it takes to read all those words.
Here's how to do it: Acquire razor. Lather area to be shaved with soap or cream of choice. Shave legs. Rinse. Repeat on other leg.
And this is why I don't buy that magazine.
Dang, I haven't got mine yet, I have GOT to see that! :D
I regret the two year subscription I purchased when I was first getting started....
7 PAGES on how to shave legs?
I only get it because it was a premium with my LAB membership. Maybe they should offer something else ... like REAL toilet paper. :rolleyes:
Dear Commonwealth of Massachusetts,
Thank you for passing me on my CANS certification, so now I can do my job.
Now I just need my employer to "get me into the system", as in the computer system. Those assessments and treatment plans are piling up.
Now I want to read, out of morbid curiosity, how you can manage to drag "apply shaving cream to legs, then drag razor over skin" out to seven pages.:rolleyes:
I told DBF about this. He wasn't all that surprised, sadly enough.
Dear people in the white Ford Taurus,
May your hands be blown to smithereens the next time you toss fire crackers at cyclists and other people for kicks. I didn't have time to get your plate number, but I hope someone else will.
Oh man, how scary. Everybody okay?
OMGoodness! That's awful!
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Dear Pediatrician and Health Care Insurance:
Hmmm, so well visits are covered 100%. EXCEPT when done on the same day as a surgical procedure. And since when did removing a splinter from one's foot become a full-blown medical procedure! What awful timing on my part for finding it while we were in the doctor's office. Sheesh. $390 for a well visit and a "surgical procedure." The cost seems a little inflated if you ask me.
Limewave
Network Solutions:
YOU SUCK.
-Limewave
Dear J--
Hopefully the surgery goes well and it won't interrupt your degree progress.
(And what exactly were you doing, anyway?)
Yeah. Everyone's okay. Just was startled. I'm paying better attention to cars as they go by now.
DH figured they were out doing this to people since they had them in the car ready to throw out and not targeting us specifically.
Dear Self,
Just because you feel a bit better & think you can lean forward on the wind trainer does not mean you should...No matter how much fun it was to sit on the bike and watch The Princess Bride!
Perhaps it's time for complete rest...I'm sure i can do that when we're away for a few weeks on our holiday..!
Agh..
Bethany 1
Where was that? I need to avoid that area.
Dear bike--
It's always something, isn't it? You're getting to be rather expensive, you know.
Dear guy at new (to me) shop--
You're awesome, and you didn't treat me like I'm an idiot when I popped in to look at bikes. If I were guaranteed to be in Cincinnati after I finish this damn MS, and if Trek actually fits me (jury is out), I would probably buy my graduation-present Madone from you.
Dear summer, where for art thou???
I had a site visit for my beach restoration project and it was freaking cold! Where is summer??? :(
This is making my crazy father's constant request to come visit in Texas start to look good.
Dear Back,
Why did you have to give out on me right when I'm about to move, and during one of the best bike commuting weeks of the year? It's not too hot and not too cold, and I can't ride my bike. And how I'm going to get everything packed and moved when I can barely hoist myself out of bed, I'll never know.
*whine*