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Saturday, January 09, 2010
Thursday, January 08, 2009
The one with all the pictures
It probably should be one of my New Years Resolutions to update my blog on a regular basis. I wouldn't hold your breath though. I think we left off in November. To save myself from actually having to write something clever, or heart warming, I'm just going to show y'all a bunch of pictures with captions. So grab some popcorn, it'll be just like watching home movies! Hey! Where are you going? Come back here! It won't be THAT boring... I promise.
and random bugs skewered to pieces of paper.
Brian really liked this bike. Especially the upside down handlebars...are putting your handlebars on upside down more environmentally friendly?
Just click on the pics that you want to see all big like...
Christmas at the Bike House. The tree is fake, the fire is real. Environmentally friendly...or not? Who knows...discuss amongst yourselves.
"On the thirteenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me a Fozzie cat by the fake tree!"
My most favoritest ornament since I was a wee little girl.
Christmas came and went...
I put the tree up and wrapped the packages all by myself, but I had a little help with the Christmas brownies...
Our trip to Yosemite was cancelled due to illness...
Instead we bring you an albino alligator...
Whale bones...
A living roof,
And a rainforest...
The California Academy of Science is all new and improved.
It has an aquarium, 
and a planetarium,
and a planetarium,
and random bugs skewered to pieces of paper. 
Brian really liked this bike. Especially the upside down handlebars...are putting your handlebars on upside down more environmentally friendly?
We got lost in San Francisco and found the ocean!
Note to my gardening family...those are radishes! And I grew them myself!
That's that. I'll check back in couple of months.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
How I spent my Thanksgiving Vacation
My mother used to scold me for not phoning home. Now I'm getting scolded for not blogging. The more technologically advanced we become in communicting, the more ways there are for me to get a guilt trip. Sigh.
Thanksgiving was nice. I was thankful to have three days off, and thankful I didn't have to cook, or eat (and eat, and eat, and eat) vast quantities of food. I didn't miss having the Thanksgiving day feast with the turkey and mashed potatoes and stuffing and pie. However I miss having the leftovers the next day. Nothing is yummier than cold green beans, day old turkey with stuffing mushed up with cold congealed mashed potatoes and gravy. Throw a little cranberry sauce into the mix, forget about the microwave, and that my friends is a meal worthy of Top Chef. Or Top Chef, ghetto version perhaps. So I propose we start a new Thanksgiving Day tradition for those of us without family obligations (ie, no meal to cook) on the actual holiday. We can call it "The Day After" where those of us who didn't cook a meal, go around to the neighbors house and eat their leftovers. It's not the same to have the leftovers packed up and delivered to your house. No, I'm talking about heading out to the neighbors house in your pajamas about 2:00 in the morning, to eat their leftovers straight from the fridge. You'd provide your own fork, or fingers, whatever. "The Day After". Think about it. Good times.
I also spent my three days of Thanksgiving Holiday knitting. I almost knitted a sock. Then I got past the heel, made a mistake and had to frog it back to the leg. It's still sitting in my bag where I crammed it after the frogging. Hopefully the sock is using this time to THINK ABOUT WHAT IT HAS DONE, so we won't have any more of that nonsense when I pick it up again. So instead of the sock, I knitted a hat, and started a pair of gloves. Awhile back I made a scarf that I call my Neopolitan Scarf because it is the exact colors of the ice cream; striped in pinks and brown. It was sort of a knit as I like type of project. I went to Michaels and picked out the yarn colors I liked and then knitted the stripes as I wanted them to be. What I didn't realize until afterwards (and really this should have occured to me as I have knitted several scarves before and they always have the same problem) is that when you knit a scarf completely in stockinette stitch, it rolls. So instead of lying nice and flat like a block of Neopolitan ice cream, my scarf rolls...like a good and plenty sushi roll. (It occurs to me as I type this that I must be hungry) If you don't knit then the above doesn't really mean much to you except to say that there is a way to knit a scarf and not have this happen, and I just found that out AFTER I knitted my scarf, and I really wish I didn't require SUCH a steep learning curve.
I also spent some time on my Thanksgiving holiday doing some running. That was nice. There isn't much to say about the running except that I put one foot in front of the other and I didn't fall down.
So between the poking around the fridge to see if there was anything interesting to eat, the knitting and the running; I filled in my time petting the kitties, lazing around the fireplace, watching the complete series of West Wing, and trying to annoy my boyfriend whenever he got too comfortable watching TV.
And that's how I spent my Thanksgiving vacation.
Thanksgiving was nice. I was thankful to have three days off, and thankful I didn't have to cook, or eat (and eat, and eat, and eat) vast quantities of food. I didn't miss having the Thanksgiving day feast with the turkey and mashed potatoes and stuffing and pie. However I miss having the leftovers the next day. Nothing is yummier than cold green beans, day old turkey with stuffing mushed up with cold congealed mashed potatoes and gravy. Throw a little cranberry sauce into the mix, forget about the microwave, and that my friends is a meal worthy of Top Chef. Or Top Chef, ghetto version perhaps. So I propose we start a new Thanksgiving Day tradition for those of us without family obligations (ie, no meal to cook) on the actual holiday. We can call it "The Day After" where those of us who didn't cook a meal, go around to the neighbors house and eat their leftovers. It's not the same to have the leftovers packed up and delivered to your house. No, I'm talking about heading out to the neighbors house in your pajamas about 2:00 in the morning, to eat their leftovers straight from the fridge. You'd provide your own fork, or fingers, whatever. "The Day After". Think about it. Good times.
I also spent my three days of Thanksgiving Holiday knitting. I almost knitted a sock. Then I got past the heel, made a mistake and had to frog it back to the leg. It's still sitting in my bag where I crammed it after the frogging. Hopefully the sock is using this time to THINK ABOUT WHAT IT HAS DONE, so we won't have any more of that nonsense when I pick it up again. So instead of the sock, I knitted a hat, and started a pair of gloves. Awhile back I made a scarf that I call my Neopolitan Scarf because it is the exact colors of the ice cream; striped in pinks and brown. It was sort of a knit as I like type of project. I went to Michaels and picked out the yarn colors I liked and then knitted the stripes as I wanted them to be. What I didn't realize until afterwards (and really this should have occured to me as I have knitted several scarves before and they always have the same problem) is that when you knit a scarf completely in stockinette stitch, it rolls. So instead of lying nice and flat like a block of Neopolitan ice cream, my scarf rolls...like a good and plenty sushi roll. (It occurs to me as I type this that I must be hungry) If you don't knit then the above doesn't really mean much to you except to say that there is a way to knit a scarf and not have this happen, and I just found that out AFTER I knitted my scarf, and I really wish I didn't require SUCH a steep learning curve.
I also spent some time on my Thanksgiving holiday doing some running. That was nice. There isn't much to say about the running except that I put one foot in front of the other and I didn't fall down.
So between the poking around the fridge to see if there was anything interesting to eat, the knitting and the running; I filled in my time petting the kitties, lazing around the fireplace, watching the complete series of West Wing, and trying to annoy my boyfriend whenever he got too comfortable watching TV.
And that's how I spent my Thanksgiving vacation.
Monday, October 27, 2008
tidbits
I dominated in scrabble Saturday night night. The winning word for forty points was quaff.
We went to Surf City on Sunday, and watched the costume cross, then rode at De Lavega.
We went grocery shopping on Sunday evening and I made a really funny joke about Fiber One and poptarts, but Brian didn't laugh.
I think he's still bitter about "quaff".
We went to Surf City on Sunday, and watched the costume cross, then rode at De Lavega.
We went grocery shopping on Sunday evening and I made a really funny joke about Fiber One and poptarts, but Brian didn't laugh.
I think he's still bitter about "quaff".
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Social chit chatty pace
I rode Waterdog on Friday with friends. I have my Fridays off through March, and I've been spending them on the bike.
Usually I don't like to ride with groups because they ride faster and longer than I'm used to. I ride at a very leisurely pace, very leisurely. But lately I've noticed that I've gotten a little stronger on the bike, and a little more fit, so that gives me courage to actually meet up with the other girls to ride.
I have to admit it's a lot more fun to ride with people then by yourself. So we rode and we talked and laughed, then rode some more, and talked a lot more, and I cleared all the switchbacks and rode parts of the trail that I hadn't been able to ride before. It was a good day to be on the bike.
Then Friday night I headed out to the bmx track to watch the boy ride, and saw him jump. And I hung out in the stands and watched all the families cheering on the bmx racers and that was good too.
I have to be at work today, but that's okay, tomorrow is another bike day.
Usually I don't like to ride with groups because they ride faster and longer than I'm used to. I ride at a very leisurely pace, very leisurely. But lately I've noticed that I've gotten a little stronger on the bike, and a little more fit, so that gives me courage to actually meet up with the other girls to ride.
I have to admit it's a lot more fun to ride with people then by yourself. So we rode and we talked and laughed, then rode some more, and talked a lot more, and I cleared all the switchbacks and rode parts of the trail that I hadn't been able to ride before. It was a good day to be on the bike.
Then Friday night I headed out to the bmx track to watch the boy ride, and saw him jump. And I hung out in the stands and watched all the families cheering on the bmx racers and that was good too.
I have to be at work today, but that's okay, tomorrow is another bike day.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Riding Skeggs
They say the third times a charm! This was my third ride at Skeggs and by far, the best. The downhill of course was fun, but of you have to pay for it by climbing your way out. We saw two garter snakes and these wee red ladies...
Ladybug, lady bug...
fly away home...
Ladybug, lady bug...
fly away home...
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