And we're back

While I was not blogging, I seriously thought of something awesome to blog about every day.  Now that I'm ready to blog again, I can't think of anything.  It seems like nothing happened and at the same time, everything happened, and how do you describe THAT in a blog post?  Here's some news:  there's a DQ opening within walking distance of Sam and I and how awesome is that?  Now I won't have to squeeze DQ into every trip I make out to the suburbs.  I'm not lying when I tell you that one of the things I miss most about living in suburbia is the DQ.  I'm going to have to be very careful when it does open, because I guarantee I will try to finagle my way there every night, so I'll have to set Sam up as some sort of ice cream lineblocker. 

What else?  I want a bike.  I'm sick of being so lazy (both Sam and I) and I'm still loathe to add 45 minutes into my afternoon commute by staying here to work out.  I suggested running, but Sam is down on that idea.  He thinks we would look ridiculous, which is definitely true, but I don't think he understands how ridiculous I'm going to look on a bike.  I will look ridiculous because we're going to have to find a midget bike for me.  I'm too short in the legs to ride anything normal.  Possibly, this could happen fast, which would mean I would start looking like an idiot soon.  Also, Sam thinks I should wear a helmet, because I'm stupidly clumsy.  I can't stand the idea of a helmet.  I never wore one as a kid and I'm doing just fine.  What do you think, internets?  To helmet or not to helmet?

In the meantime, I did see two concerts, Ben Folds and John Mayer, and the Police.  I love me some Ben Folds, and he didn't disappoint.  John Mayer, I could live without.  The Police were good, but the seats were better--first row!  For the first time ever.  And I used those seats to stare up at Sting's incredibly good old man body.  And ugly clothing.  On the downside, the two men next to me in the front row (in section G!  Seats one and two!) stank like something crawled into their bodies and died and then the rotting smell is slowly seeping out of their pores.  That, or they never shower and the hair, BO and feet stink combined was nauseating.  I mean, really.  Nauseating.  Any time I turned my head towards the stage, I smelled wave after wave of this sick smell.  It was bad, and I can't lie and say it didn't sort of ruin the front row for me.  Also, it made me feel like I needed a shower, so I showered when I got home, which then kept me up for an hour past my bedtime.  Not good.  The music was pretty good, except for that lamer than lame dinosaur song, which, according to my boyfriend, sounded like a misplaced Disney song.  That's about right.

Lastly, (although I swear much more happened in the last two weeks than three paragraphs of basically nothing), in our continuing quest to be green, Sam and I acquired Sigg bottles.  We'd been buying a six-pack of bottled water a week, and filling those from our Brita filtering thingy we have in the fridge.  I personally got scared of the plastic Nalgenesque bottles we'd been using ages ago, because of all that chemical seepage stuff.  And we tried the opaque white Nalgenes, and the water just tasted BAD.  So we switched to bottled water, sadly, with no idea of how to go back to our tap water drinking.  I don't know why, but just recently the metal Siggs came to my attention, and I decided that we should give them a shot.  So cross your fingers, we're going greener.  Next up:  green dishwashing detergent!  Can't wait!

I'll be back tomorrow with more drivel, if you're interested.  And probably the day after that and the day after that.  I decided I'm trying M-F blogging, with Sat and Sun off.  Let's see if I can do it.

Comments

[Rita]

So glad you're back!

Helmets - I always wore one if I was biking in the city, to commute. ie, if I was going to be in the company of cars constantly, I wore a helmet because drivers are dumb. If I was riding on the path by the lake, I went without the helmet because, though there are obstacles there, I didn't feel like I was in much danger.

Shorty Bike - this will be tough. Maybe one of those hybrid/recliner bikes? It seems like the seat is lower on those, so maybe closer to the pedals? I think cruisers are definitely out for you - not that you want one, but that's what I have, and I have the seat almost as low as it goes. I have freakishly long legs for my height (and virtually no torso), so I don't think it would work for you. Village Cycle Center has a really big selection, and good customer service. Good luck!

Mmmmm DQ. My favorite part of having moved to the suburbs is the proximity of the DQ. It's important to set limits, though, as Mr would let me go every single night. So, I have to pretend like I don't know it's there. Hopefully, Sam will be a good blocker for you, so that it remains a treat you really enjoy, and not something you kill by getting too often (as I am in danger of doing).

[Katie]

I honestly think helmet. If i get a bike (what's the news with that, by the way?) I'll be helmeted up.

[Susan]

Wear a helmet! Looking uncool is a small price to pay when you think about what would happen if you fell off your bike and hit your head! For a bike that fits, take a look at Terry Bicyles (http://www.terrybicycles.com/) I think that Village Cycle Center recommended by the above visitor might know about these fabulous bikes for women--including the one designed for women who are, shall we say, of small stature! S.N.