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My husband gave Sparkle Duplex sandwich cookies.  Y'know, the ones that look like Oreos, but are a chocolate cookie on one side, and a vanilla on the other?

Sparkle took one look at the cookies, and her inner sense of order was offended.  She ripped the cookies apart, and re-connected them to the appropriate colors, chocolate-chocolate, vanilla-vanilla before eating them.

( Read more... )So, for my birthday, I went to Context this year, local to Columbus, Ohio. After lunch at Wendy's and another trip to Jeni's, and a trip through the dealer's room, I said my goodbyes to everyone, and my birthday con was over.  

( For my day, and trip, remove the Joo-Janta Peril-Sensitive Cut Tag )So, this is the birthday upon which for at least one year, I am the epitome of the Answer to the Ultimate Question to the Life, the Universe, and Everything.






All in all, a most satisfactory birthday.

I picked up my bike from the repair shop today.  The guy who helped me was bemused that it was pre-paid, but grinned at how pleased I was to get my bike back.  I heard him chuckle as I got on it on the sidewalk in front of the shop, and rode back to the parking lot behind it.



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My darling husband says he will look into putting the trailer back on the blue bike soon now, so Sparkle and I can ride again.  I'm looking forward to it!  (But it's gonna be a LOT more work!)

 and the bees, and the butterflies, and the squirrel in the tree.

( Cinderella and Snow White together couldn't have seen more birds than I did! )

All in all though, it was a lovely ride.  When I'm at my folks', I plan on walking with my dad and Sparkle on a daily basis.  He likes to go across a dam and through woods.  His favorite joke is that he's going on his dam walk again.

 Got up this morning to get the trash out to the curb, and discovered that it was still in the sixties.  I took the opportunity to hop on my bike and pedal down the path.

( bright paths! )

This got me ready to do my homework from my teacher training class in reading.  I'll be sitting down with Sparkle to read with her and see how it goes now that I have my plan ready.

 Last week was not a good one for me and exercise.  ( Read more... )

A fifty-wonderful ride.

 Sparkle ate ten berries from a bush/tree in our yard. After a call to poison control and a trip to the garden center, we determined they were hawthorn berries. They may or may not make her sick to her stomach, will either make her wired or drowsy, and are not poisonous unless she is allergic to them. I am shaky and upset after my trip to the garden center. Sparkle is unrepentant about eating the berries.

I made an apple pie today.  The crust was terrible.  We all picked at the insides.

My folks were still visiting, and we went to the local park, at which The Wilds has installed American Bison.  We walked the mile to the bison compound, my father, Dino, Irish and I, and a bit around the path winding around the enclosure.  My darling husband and my mom stayed back at the shady playground and watched Sparkle on the play structures.  In the heat of the day, we saw no bison.  I think the shoulder-height grasses and wildflowers did not help us find anything, because there could have been deer, bison, people or velociraptors hidden in that grass.  We walked the mile back.  My legs feel it more than riding the bike.

Early this evening, I rode my bike to the first trail, being sore from the walk.  I did the there and back three miles in fifteen minutes.  My darling husband thought I'd turned around early because something was wrong.

Sparkle, seeing me come in with my bike helmet, wanted to go around the block on her little bike.  Three quarters the way down the first side of the block, the chain came off her bike.  I was unable to get it back on.  Bringing it home, my darling husband could get it back on, but any time you try to pedal, it falls off again.  We don't know how to fix it.  It seems like the chain is too loose now, but that doesn't make sense...

I hope I can get my neighbor to look at it.  He taught his son to fix his own bike, so perhaps he can teach me some bike mechanics, too.

In the meantime, my bike is at the shop, and the rear tire on the car is flat, and goes flat when re-pumped.  I wish things did not break down!  In good news, I did not get a sunburn today, having worn a serviceable straw hat. 

I tried to beat a storm today, and wheeled out the yellow bike and made a dash for the first road. 

( gear genius, or rather just stubborn luck )
It was spitting in earnest now, so I rode back toward home.  Checking my progress on myfastfeet.com I found that I had gone 1.2 miles today.  So not much progress, but at least I was able to get myself out of a jam.