Dear So and So

[ultraviolet]

Haha! Thanks, Catrin. My typing is sloooow. Especially because it's not only one-handed, it's wrong-handed.

I've already started assembling the mental list of things I won't be able to do for a while. Sadly, riding my bike is one of them. The doctor told me it would probably be a few weeks before I could use any kind of gripping forces with my hand. That's probably the most annoying part of this...well, that and I totally did it to myself by not paying attention.

I grabbed the handle of a hot pan (that I'd just pulled from the oven moments before) and burned most of the palm, three fingers and the thumb of my right hand. Of course at the time, I had my oven mitt tucked under my left arm, where I'd stuck it so I could grab a plate from the cupboard.

[crazycanuck]

Dear SElf,

Yes, it will be hard to stay off the bike til next week but you can do it...Do as the physio says & hopefully all will be well by next week . Ye don't want to aggravate whatever it is we've done.. Hard for the physio to figure out without allowing yourself rest...

There are nice beaches to walk along for km's

[Blueberry]

I grabbed the handle of a hot pan (that I'd just pulled from the oven moments before) and burned most of the palm, three fingers and the thumb of my right hand. Of course at the time, I had my oven mitt tucked under my left arm, where I'd stuck it so I could grab a plate from the cupboard.

Ouch!!! I'm so sorry. Hope they got you some good painkillers - burns are rough (says she who sloshed boiling soup on a thumb). Hang in there. Can someone put your bike in a trainer for you??

[OakLeaf]

Oh man ultraviolet, heal up quick.

[Catrin]

YOUCH Ultravoilet, heal up quickly! The closest I've come to that is to brush my hand against the broiler but that was such a small area...Sending healing vibes your way...

[alexis_the_tiny]

Dear Self, I don't know why you ever imagined that just because the absence of the last bombed relationship means you can put off moving away from your parents' house for another half a year. Actually, I don't know why you'd suddenly imagine that a 'normal' relationship would ever develop between the three of you. Now you're gonna suffer for your stupidity. Hit the rental listings and start saving up, genius.

[ultraviolet]

thanks for the well wishes!

Can someone put your bike in a trainer for you??

oh, good idea. i can use this time to hang out on my aero-bars. thanks!

now if i could only figure out how to put on a bra. haha! good thing i work from home.

(yes, i've given up on capital letters for now.)

[Catrin]

....good thing i work from home.

(yes, i've given up on capital letters for now.)

Yay for working from home! You've just started a new typing trend, who needs capital letters?

[Owlie]

Haha! Thanks, Catrin. My typing is sloooow. Especially because it's not only one-handed, it's wrong-handed.

I've already started assembling the mental list of things I won't be able to do for a while. Sadly, riding my bike is one of them. The doctor told me it would probably be a few weeks before I could use any kind of gripping forces with my hand. That's probably the most annoying part of this...well, that and I totally did it to myself by not paying attention.

I grabbed the handle of a hot pan (that I'd just pulled from the oven moments before) and burned most of the palm, three fingers and the thumb of my right hand. Of course at the time, I had my oven mitt tucked under my left arm, where I'd stuck it so I could grab a plate from the cupboard.

OUCH! Heal quickly!

[bmccasland]

Dear Life's Karma,
A little good stuff would be nice for my nephew. And some warm fuzzy comfort. He's had to learn early that people are irresponsible, and their actions can lead to their death. But to then just have a friend die quietly during the night for no apparent reason really sucks.

[Reesha]

Dear CAAD 10,

I love you and I want you... maybe not for my cross country ride, but surely for my forthcoming racing debut. CAAD 10, is it ok to want to buy two bikes in on year? Surely this would not be wise, but I'm torn!

love,

Reesh

[Reesha]

Dear Life's Karma,
A little good stuff would be nice for my nephew. And some warm fuzzy comfort. He's had to learn early that people are irresponsible, and their actions can lead to their death. But to then just have a friend die quietly during the night for no apparent reason really sucks.

Radiating happy good vibes for your nephew!!!

[Owlie]

Dear weather--
Please make up your mind. Either rain, or don't, and none of this wishy-washy stuff. (And while you're at it, can you cool off for a while and take those thunderstorms out of the forecast for this weekend? I want to be able to ride...) At this rate, I won't be able to get out until Monday or Tuesday, when it will be 90 degrees. WAH!


Dear weather forecast--
GRUMP. I didn't go out because you've been forecasting t-storms all day today. I could have sneaked in a shortish ride this morning before all these clouds and the wind picked up.

Dear body/brain--
I know there's a lot going on, but I'd appreciate if you'd let me sleep more than 6 hours a night. It's getting wearing.

[Owlie]

Dear self--
Facebook-stalking people is probably a bad idea. This is especially true when you're wondering if a particular person got into a particular PhD program...especially when it was the particular program that you wanted to go to and you didn't get in. Didn't the idea that they may have gotten in occur to you at the time? And didn't you already conclude that if anyone who wasn't from Arizona was getting in, it was her? Did you really have to put yourself through that again? Just stop doing it and move on.

But don't let it discourage you from applying again. She probably won't have any clue who you are.

Dear UA, federal grant situation, and the entire process of applying to PhD programs--
Just one more time: Screw you.

[redrhodie]

Dear Squirrel,

Did you really have to stop right there, in the middle of the road, at the bottom of the hill? I knew whichever direction I decided to swerve to avoid you, you'd go that way too. So instead of running you over while you sat there, transfixed on my quickly approaching wheel, I hit the brakes and lost all momentum for getting up the next hill.

I think you thought it was funny. I'm sure the people who were walking by thought I was nuts for yelling at you. I'm glad you lived to make it up the next tree, but next time, I may just take my chances at getting by you. You've been warned.