Run like a dachshund! Ride like a superhero! Swim like a three-legged cat!
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Lise "On the bus? No way. Gross"
ewww, I may never ride Muni again.
Lise, following Ironman live now, I heard the comentator say something about a competitor being on his or her 20th Ironman![]()
Fancy Schmancy Custom Road bike ~ Mondonico Futura Legero
Found on side of the road bike ~ Motobecane Mixte
Gravel bike ~ Salsa Vaya
Favorite bike ~ Soma Buena Vista mixte
Folder ~ Brompton
N+1 ~ My seat on the Rover recumbent tandem
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Sticking my nose in here this evening with a frog/toad question, of all things, for Nanci. I am now the proud momma of a little tree frog, and a big toad. I have had a 10 gallon terrarium that is nice and wet and growing well all fall. The other day, a little boy in my class gave me the toad and he wants me to keep it in the terrarium. I know we can find/buy crickets etc to feed him (her?) and there is definitely water in the terrarium. It would be kept in the classroom which is a coolish room temp. Would it be fair / safe to keep the critter in my room? What do they do in winter? I read a little online and want to make sure we do the right thing but my kiddos are so enthusiastic about having something more exciting than snails in the terrarium. So - have you cared for frogs/toads Nanci?
Here's a picture of him. He's partly hidden and it's a closeup but you can see the kind of environment he's in.
trying again with picture
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Before I met Mr. Salsa, I spent seven years with a guy who turned out to be your basic liar, cheater, etc. I ended that relationship just before I met Mr. Salsa, fall of ‘85. Was looking forward to a year or so of being totally alone before even thinking about any guy seriously, when I met Mr. Salsa and the sparks flew, much against our wills. On Christmas Eve the seven-year guy stopped by and gave me a present (he never could let his exes go—liked to hang on to everyone). Three hours later, Mr. Salsa stopped by and gave me a present. After he left, I cried out of sheer confusion, and then I got mad and said, “OK. I don’t know what either of YOU guys are doing, but I AM GOING TO GO TO JAPAN THIS SUMMER, SO HAHA.” ---a place I’d always wanted to go. I did, too. Went by myself, traveled around for five weeks, climbed Mt. Fuji alone, had many adventures. The day after I came down the mountain I went back to Kyoto and spent the day buying friends and relatives presents at the Kyoto Handicraft Center. That’s where I saw the wedding kimono. Didn’t have much money in those days, so I obsessed over the kimono for several hours before I finally gave in and bought it. It’s lived on the wall of wherever I’ve lived ever since.
I did use the wedding kimono for some professionally done, "sensuous" photos I sent to Mr. Salsa the following summer (he was tugboating in Alaska for six months at a time). We both fondly remember those pictures. But the wedding kimono is so huge and heavy, it never seemed like a fun wedding dress idea. When we did get married in ’91, I had had to quit ballet (fibromyalgia) and had gained a lot of weight (medication for said fibromyalgia). I knew I would either have to get very brave and buy something very colorful, or I would revert to the urge to cut a hole in a dark-colored sheet and just stick my head through it. So I bought a tropical print, sequined and beaded sort of thing from Nordstroms to get married in.
After I became a weaver and took some color classes in the late 90s, I got brave enough to mess with wall colors. We painted one wall in the living room the dark blue that you saw in the pic, and that’s where the kimono lived until this house remodel started. It will once again get a blue wall in the ochre living room, when everything’s done, as long as they’ll let me out of debtor’s prison long enough to hang it up, of course.
That photo of Rousillon—we are actually thinking of painting the entryway that green color of the shutters, with ochre trim; then you would walk from there into the ochre living room with the blue wall.
Nanci, Addy sounds as entertaining as I expected. But poor hungry girl. And good for Choco to have done his shed and eaten.
What is the #1 snake you want?
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"My predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved;I have been given much and I have given something in return...Above all, I have been a sentient being, a thinking animal, on this beautiful planet, and that in itself has been an enormous privilege and an adventure." O. Sacks
I really really want that female Nelsons Milksnake aberrant pattern. I check every few days to see if she's there. I had saved $33 toward her, but now I apparently am going to have to finance the IM Florida trip, somehow- don't ask me how, so. But she _is_ expensive, so maybe no one else can afford her either.
I call Addy "Puff Adder" sometimes. She's just contantly quietly hissing. Bad Choco was out running around last night even after his meal of _two_ the night before! But I stuck to the 48 hour rule and didn't take him out, because I had Addy to play with. Even Maize came out.
The toads are funny- I put a dish of water in the desert tort viv. They go into their "burrows" at 6PM and don't come out till late morning. The toads came out as soon as it got dark, and took turns sitting in the water like X in her hot tub! They were so cute!
KG- the toad viv looks great. Is the tiny tree frog in there too? I would worry about the toad eating him. I think that is a very suitable setup, and the toad will probably stay awake for the winter if you keep him warm and fed. If it's too cool in your room, he'll just hibernate, and you'll see him in the spring. Toads are very hardy/durable for gentle handling.
I haven't figured out who won Kona of the women.
Today I serve lunch for the OTHER Century, Horse Farm Hundred. Should be fun!
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"...I'm like the cycling version of the guy in Flowers for Algernon." Mike Magnuson
Salsa--wonderful story! Thanks for sharing it.
Nanci--Michellie Jones won Kona. She was a "short-distance" specialist--internationals and sprints. She won the silver in the first Olympic triathlon in Sydney. Then she took up IMs. She's won most of the IMs she's entered! Last year she took second in Kona, this year she won IMAZ, and now Kona. Her husband and twin sister were at the race for her--appearantly the husband cries not only at the end, but at the beginning of her races, too!Well, so would I.
I wrote back to ex-BF. My email was brief, friendly, and included the words, "I'm dating a wonderful guy". Ended with "take care". Punto, fin. (period. it's over.)
Off to go cheer at the marathon! I wish I had any idea what Limewave looked like, although I'm sure she'll be long past my cheering posts when I get there. Darryn's planning to finish in 6-6.5 hours. It's a long time to be out there in the chilly rain. I'm glad I did it last year.
Run like a dachshund! Ride like a superhero! Swim like a three-legged cat!
TE Bianchi Girls Rock
Lise - How do you do it when the mom should NOT be having a kid?? My co-worker is set to have her 3rd child, she smoked and used "recreational pharmaceuticals" throughout the pregnancy, the sperm donor is in prison for beating her BUT they're going to work it out and he's really a good man, and people just don't understand that she loves him...Sorry for the rant but when I think of all the fine people who would do anything to have a child and just can't, and then look at this lump of human misery it just ticks me off!
Electra Townie 7D