One last snowfall before spring. This one, hardly anyone paid any attention to as we’ve been through so much snow this year!
I’ve been doing pretty good at staying off of my phone and turning to books, but then I get overambitious and try to read or listen to “serious books” like about the Russian revolution or female fighter pilots or the worst choice ever, the history of 9/11 and then gave up on them all and think I don’t like to read and isn’t it more relaxing to go online and have spent the last few days/weeks online window shopping (jeans), perusing reddit (celebrity gossip), reading the news (boo). Then my mood starts to slide downhill. The rainy, winter-y gloomy days are not helping. I’m trying to recommit to finding cheerful, fun books to read and listen to.
Yesterday, at air pistol league, I met a woman about 10 years older than me and she led the conversation off by telling me about her motorcycle riding. I was like – you ride motorcycles? And she said – oh yes! so much fun! I started when I was 54. Then we veered into motorcycle riding clubs and long distance travel on motorcycles. She’s into Harleys and has ridden to the headquarters in Wisconsin from here for some big Harley anniversary. (Don’t worry, this mid-life crisis hobby carries no interest for me. The equipment is too big and expensive – even bicycling has too much equipment for me – if you could only see all the equipment Jeremy has for his bike hobby.)
Which leads me to Jeremy and his bike hobby – he’s leaving for CA for 10 days on Friday, which means he started messing with his bike packing starting on Monday night. This sent Elka into a tizzy – she knows that Jeremy’s going to leave when he starts messing with his bike. She stands right by him and his bike stand and looks very sad and then follows him around the house and then when he sits down, she snuggles right next to him and licks the nape of his neck, pleading for him to not go. Jeremy keeps looking at Elka and tries to explain that he would take her if he could take her. Poor Elka, she really is a California dog. She does poorly in the cold wet weather, sometimes she just stops in the middle of the sidewalk, neither advancing or retreating in the rain. Paralyzed by the falling rain, she just wishes it was different.
