I actually woke up excited to blog today. That is huge! It’s been probably fifteen years since I looked forward to blogging. It was such a job there for a while, you know? It was fun when I was famous but then blogs fell out of fashion and mommy blogging was so overdone…I was kinda ashamed to be part of all that but I think in spite of myself and all the flubs I’ve committed over the years, I finally have a great corner of the internet all to myself. I really look forward to the comments here and I feel like you are my real friends. I love updating you. I love the inside jokes we have. So here I am, back!
I’ve felt slightly better over the last few days. Payam and I are friends and today I walked the dogs which was a HUGE serotonin hit. I follow a bunch of golden retriever accounts on Instagram (to combat depression obviously) and they make me miss Cody so much! Of course, I miss Whiskey too but there aren’t as many cute wheatens on the internet as there are golden retrievers. I’m a sucker for a good puppy video. They get me every time. It was really fun to walk them. I walked them all the way to Starbucks and got them big glasses of water and puppuccinos. They were so happy. I might make it a regular thing.
Yesterday I got a bee up my butt and I rearranged the living room furniture. That’s definitely a sign that I’m feeling better. I also re-covered that chair you see on the left. I bought it at an estate sale for ten bucks. It was soooooo dusty. I think the original owner must have been in dead or in a home for years before they opened up the house and decided to sell all the stuff. There were so many amazing antiques. I bought a pot and a can opener and a chair! I love a good estate sale. It’s been nice to have a new place to furnish. I wish I was a professional estate sale shopper. If anyone needs unique furnishings, email me. I’m great at finding unique things!
Oh yes, remember this goober? She still steals my phone and takes hundreds of silly selfies. I love it.
In other news: Bug’s bike got stolen right out of our carport. It was locked to the trellis wall with my bike (Suzette the bicyclette) and the thieves just cut the lock and took it. We are so bummed. They didn’t take Suzette though so I whipped her upstairs and have her stashed half in my closet and the other half sticking out. It’s not the most aesthetically pleasing arrangement but nobody’s going to steal my bike if I can help it. We filed a police report and an officer actually came out to talk with us. He said there isn’t much we can do but they took all of our information and they were really nice about it. I’m so glad Toby still had the serial number so if they do find it they can return it to us. Sigh… thems the breaks of apartment living.
Last night Bug and I crept onto the golf course to take a photo of the super moon. It was so fun to sneak around in the dark where we normally are not allowed. I didn’t even care that I was wearing my pajamas.
This is definitely proof that I’m getting my mojo back. I think I want to throw a “fabulous fifty” birthday party and ask all my friends to dress up for a pool party at the clubhouse in our complex. I’m planning the ultimate photoshoot and everybody must dress up. The more fabulous the better. I was thinking crazy flowered pants and Elton John style glasses but when I went to a thrift store to find some “70’s glam costumery” all I found was this amazing peacock green gown instead. It is truly AMAZING. There is so much fabric and it’s super heavy and stretchy like a swimsuit. You can tie it a million different ways and every way is flattering. I’m also working on a Brendarita invitation with real margarita powder and freeze-dried strawberries (just add tequila)! If you want to be on my exclusive mailing list email me. Because if you are still reading here on this corner of the internet you deserve to be at this party!
So a girl walks into a bike shop…
I was just looking for an affordable bike that would be comfortable so that I could keep up with Bug on her new bike. The town we live in is riddled with bike trails and I’ve been day-dreaming of the day we could ride bikes together since the day we moved in. I never expected I would find the new love of my life!
Her name is Suzette and she is the best bicycle EVER. Really. I can’t even believe how much I love this bike. It was meant to be. If she ever gets stolen I will cry real tears.
Why is she so wonderful? Because she is the fastest, most comfortable bike I have ever ridden. It’s a breeze to ride. I whip past everyone without even breaking a sweat. In fact, that is probably the only complaint (and not from me): that I go too fast and everyone else can’t keep up!
When I walked into the bike shop an older man (who just happened to be Mr. Marconi the race car driver himself) asked me what I was looking for and I said, I just want to be comfortable and be able to keep up with my kids. I do want to get in shape but I don’t want to hate bike riding and I am not naturally athletic.
I tried several bikes. Mr. Marconi had me take each one out into the parking lot and ride it around in circles. It was a little awkward at first. I did have a dress on after all. But right away I could see the differences from bike to bike. Some were stiff, some were awkward and some were super duper smooooooooth! I really wanted to pick the super cute Italian brand but when I got on this bike by Specialized, I couldn’t go back. It was just a natural fit. So easy to get on, so easy to get off, so easy to torque up to top speeds in seconds without even thinking…it’s just amazing. And I’m not even getting paid to say that. If you have the funds to go buy a bike, I cannot recommend this brand enough.
So yeah, it was pricey but I feel really good about my purchase. I’ve had cheap bikes before and I never rode them. I left a bike rusting in Toby’s garage that I never rode. This bike I can’t stop riding. I’m keeping it in Payam’s garage until we move because I don’t have room on my balcony and everyday I miss it. I just keep thinking, if my bike was here I could ride up to the store with it, or maybe to the farm across the way or maybe up the highway a bit to that trail I always see out my window and I wonder where it goes. Suzette is calling me and she wants to go on adventures!
Today Bug and I rode up to the park and fed the ducks and of course I had to take pictures of Suzette because she’s so pretty. Now I just need to get myself some cute pedal pushers and maybe a helmet that doesn’t make me sweat. If only I could take her to Paris with me. Can’t you just see me riding down the cobble stoned streets with baguettes in my basket?