Just being me
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threadwalker1. Deathride on Saturday
Woot. Looking for something to do Saturday? Meet me in Hermits Valley between 11 am and 2 pm on Saturday (If you are tempted, take Hwy 4 from the Bay Area up through Arnold, Bear Valley and over Ebbetts pass).
I do have a band of friends who are showing up to help fuel my drive back up over Ebbetts from Hermits Valley(4th pass). Nothing like dragging friends hundreds of miles from home to help motivate yourself to do your best.
And I got sick this weekend. I'm fighting a sore throat, coughing, plugged ears, headache, and congestion. Bleck. I think I'm almost better except for the congestion. But there are drugs for that and I will take them Friday night and Saturday.
Ride Like the Wind
Repairs: I replaced my very own brakes on my bike. One of the rear pads had less than 1mm of rubber left. To quote the guy at the shop (using stoner voice):
"Dude! That's cool. These are totally melted."
Race: My genius plan is to go to bed Friday at 8pm with lots of ibuprofen in my body so that all my "old lady, fighter, skiier, accident-survivor aches and pains" will let me sleep. I plan to get up at 2:30 am, climb into loaded car and drive to Turtle Rock Creek Park in Markleeville (alone). Breakfast will be a peanut butter-burrito and banana waiting next to a can of diet coke on the dash of the car. (Sorry to my nutrition buddies, but that's how I roll in the morning.)
I finally noticed today that I really do have a snowballs chance of getting up the 5th pass. Which is better than I thought it was yesterday. All I have to do is make sure I'm on my way up Ebbetts out of Hermit Valley by 2pm (to beat the cutoff time.. hence the 2:30 am wake up call.) IF I can do that and if I'm only mostly dead and not all the way dead, maybe I can storm the castle known as Kit Carson Pass.
Hmm... I'm just all kinds of optimistic. And yet... I just got a tiny adreniline release, my heart started to pound a little bit and the voice just whispered, "For the glory" in the background of my thoughts as I contemplated how wiped out I will be and how unlikely it will be. I hope the rest of me is as strong as my heart.
2. Sewing/Art:
Pelican Embroidery:
I'm stitching, stitching, stitching... (one day I'll learn how to stick pictures in this thing). Although between the biking and the stitching, I seem to have developed excruciating pain in my right hand especially when I try to grip. What gives? Carpel-tunnel? bah. Very vexing.
Dress making
I started a 15th century Italian overdress based on the frescoes by Francesco Cossa (1476-ish) from the Palazzo Schifanoia in Ferrara. I had it cut and mostly assembled, but didn't get it done in time for Erinwood. Then it was really hot out and the last thing I wanted to be touching was scads of wool. Now it's assembled and needs hemming and some finish work. However, on Saturday I got the bright idea to do embroidery on the sleeves a la the books I've been reading... why oh why does my muse torment me like this? I've been reading too many books on the fabrics and textile industry in Italy during the 15th century... it melts the brain. On the other hand, it's not like I have a deadline. right? Then again, maybe I'll just stick to the original plan and finish it. Anyway, nice to have something new almost done. Makes me feel productive.
As soon as this is done, I'm repairing some stuff and then returning to a project I cut out for someone else quite some time ago.
3. Parenting
Doing the Teaching:
Last weekend we had a "learning opportunity." It could also be called, "The embarrassing things my kids say to our friends," but I prefer learning opportunity since we are now learning (or is that "drilling?") a new phrase. It's situational: after you are given something or if you are enjoying someone else's hospitality:
If you aren't saying thank you, it's a complaint.
One day their partners and adult friends will thank me for this.
I also got called the 2nd meanest mom in the world, which rocks, because the "meanest" mom is described in very respectful and loving terms by her daughter (who bestowed the title on me). Yay me!
Receiving
Last night I got off the phone pretty pissed off. I was in my room because I knew I needed to time myself out. Super N, however, came rolling in requesting my attention. His words went through my mommy filter which was tweaked by being pissed off and my brain heard:
"Mommy, blah blah blah, I need something and I need you to make my sister give me my way right now. Plus I'm not actually bleeding, running a fever, or being chased by wild boars so please take care of this immediately and make my world a better place."
I responded in my super-calm work voice, "Super N, mommy is really upset right now. I had a very upsetting phone call and now I have some very strong feelings and I do not have the emotional bandwidth to help you right now."
Super N looked at me really hard, then ran over and hugged me.
Miss E came in right on the heals of this saying (per the filter), "Mommy, Super N isn't giving me my way, there is no bleeding, fevers, or wild animals loose in the house, so please make him stop resisting me and fix my world for me right away." She paused, looked at us, then ran over and hugged me, too.
With no idea why we were hugging, she leaped in and then she piped up with, "Mommy, you're missing half the action. Come down here." I leaned down and they each kissed me on the cheek, sandwiching me between their hugs and loves. That freaking rocked.
4. Boot-a-holic:I measured: my calves are 15.5 inches around at the widest point when I'm standing, relaxed. It totally eliminates the Wonder Woman boots I saw online which had a 13-inch diameter. Phooey!
Woot. Looking for something to do Saturday? Meet me in Hermits Valley between 11 am and 2 pm on Saturday (If you are tempted, take Hwy 4 from the Bay Area up through Arnold, Bear Valley and over Ebbetts pass).
I do have a band of friends who are showing up to help fuel my drive back up over Ebbetts from Hermits Valley(4th pass). Nothing like dragging friends hundreds of miles from home to help motivate yourself to do your best.
And I got sick this weekend. I'm fighting a sore throat, coughing, plugged ears, headache, and congestion. Bleck. I think I'm almost better except for the congestion. But there are drugs for that and I will take them Friday night and Saturday.
Ride Like the Wind
Repairs: I replaced my very own brakes on my bike. One of the rear pads had less than 1mm of rubber left. To quote the guy at the shop (using stoner voice):
"Dude! That's cool. These are totally melted."
Race: My genius plan is to go to bed Friday at 8pm with lots of ibuprofen in my body so that all my "old lady, fighter, skiier, accident-survivor aches and pains" will let me sleep. I plan to get up at 2:30 am, climb into loaded car and drive to Turtle Rock Creek Park in Markleeville (alone). Breakfast will be a peanut butter-burrito and banana waiting next to a can of diet coke on the dash of the car. (Sorry to my nutrition buddies, but that's how I roll in the morning.)
I finally noticed today that I really do have a snowballs chance of getting up the 5th pass. Which is better than I thought it was yesterday. All I have to do is make sure I'm on my way up Ebbetts out of Hermit Valley by 2pm (to beat the cutoff time.. hence the 2:30 am wake up call.) IF I can do that and if I'm only mostly dead and not all the way dead, maybe I can storm the castle known as Kit Carson Pass.
Hmm... I'm just all kinds of optimistic. And yet... I just got a tiny adreniline release, my heart started to pound a little bit and the voice just whispered, "For the glory" in the background of my thoughts as I contemplated how wiped out I will be and how unlikely it will be. I hope the rest of me is as strong as my heart.
2. Sewing/Art:
Pelican Embroidery:
I'm stitching, stitching, stitching... (one day I'll learn how to stick pictures in this thing). Although between the biking and the stitching, I seem to have developed excruciating pain in my right hand especially when I try to grip. What gives? Carpel-tunnel? bah. Very vexing.
Dress making
I started a 15th century Italian overdress based on the frescoes by Francesco Cossa (1476-ish) from the Palazzo Schifanoia in Ferrara. I had it cut and mostly assembled, but didn't get it done in time for Erinwood. Then it was really hot out and the last thing I wanted to be touching was scads of wool. Now it's assembled and needs hemming and some finish work. However, on Saturday I got the bright idea to do embroidery on the sleeves a la the books I've been reading... why oh why does my muse torment me like this? I've been reading too many books on the fabrics and textile industry in Italy during the 15th century... it melts the brain. On the other hand, it's not like I have a deadline. right? Then again, maybe I'll just stick to the original plan and finish it. Anyway, nice to have something new almost done. Makes me feel productive.
As soon as this is done, I'm repairing some stuff and then returning to a project I cut out for someone else quite some time ago.
3. Parenting
Doing the Teaching:
Last weekend we had a "learning opportunity." It could also be called, "The embarrassing things my kids say to our friends," but I prefer learning opportunity since we are now learning (or is that "drilling?") a new phrase. It's situational: after you are given something or if you are enjoying someone else's hospitality:
If you aren't saying thank you, it's a complaint.
One day their partners and adult friends will thank me for this.
I also got called the 2nd meanest mom in the world, which rocks, because the "meanest" mom is described in very respectful and loving terms by her daughter (who bestowed the title on me). Yay me!
Receiving
Last night I got off the phone pretty pissed off. I was in my room because I knew I needed to time myself out. Super N, however, came rolling in requesting my attention. His words went through my mommy filter which was tweaked by being pissed off and my brain heard:
"Mommy, blah blah blah, I need something and I need you to make my sister give me my way right now. Plus I'm not actually bleeding, running a fever, or being chased by wild boars so please take care of this immediately and make my world a better place."
I responded in my super-calm work voice, "Super N, mommy is really upset right now. I had a very upsetting phone call and now I have some very strong feelings and I do not have the emotional bandwidth to help you right now."
Super N looked at me really hard, then ran over and hugged me.
Miss E came in right on the heals of this saying (per the filter), "Mommy, Super N isn't giving me my way, there is no bleeding, fevers, or wild animals loose in the house, so please make him stop resisting me and fix my world for me right away." She paused, looked at us, then ran over and hugged me, too.
With no idea why we were hugging, she leaped in and then she piped up with, "Mommy, you're missing half the action. Come down here." I leaned down and they each kissed me on the cheek, sandwiching me between their hugs and loves. That freaking rocked.
4. Boot-a-holic:I measured: my calves are 15.5 inches around at the widest point when I'm standing, relaxed. It totally eliminates the Wonder Woman boots I saw online which had a 13-inch diameter. Phooey!
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Date: 2009-07-07 10:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-07 10:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-07 10:55 pm (UTC)That's some serious glory you're after there. Woot!
Plus, you have the awesomest kids ever. Dang.
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Date: 2009-07-08 01:35 pm (UTC)Staying in Arnold = staying at family cabin. It's is free and we can host the support squad and the bro-n-law and hubby will be installing appliances at the cabin on Friday. It's even well situated with regards to the rest stop in Hermits Valley.
Go forth, and kick pass butt...
Date: 2009-07-07 11:28 pm (UTC)Re: Go forth, and kick pass butt...
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Date: 2009-07-08 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-07-08 04:10 am (UTC)Kick ass Saturday. Have fun!
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Date: 2009-07-09 02:55 am (UTC)