Leslie and I were friends in high school and we got reacquainted through this blog. Today I went downtown to see her for the first time in 17 years and to meet her little adorable girl, O. Babies move too fast in low light to get a good photo, but you have to trust me, this little girl is soooo cute and good natured.
Ah. It’s definitely nice to finally (finally!) get my road bike back up and running. I missed her. I had been riding my TT bike soooooo much. First for Wildflower training. Then for the France trip, cause that was the only bike I could put panniers on. And now, since I’ve had problems with 2 rear wheels and I had to swap out my fork on my road bike. I’m sick of riding my TT bike!
Today, I finally managed to get my road bike together (Thanks Bruno!) and go out for a ride. My face isn’t in the dirty anymore. I’m back to having a double setup. My front end doesn’t weigh a ton. I have many handlebar positions! Oye. I’m in heaven. It really was A Nice Day.
R. giving the cactus pinata a final whack!
Edda is always a little off center when she walks, so she uses her abs a lot to maintain her balance. Look at her six pack.
Quince Orchard Community day at the library. What would a community day be without a fire truck?
Looked at Circle of Hope Therapeutic Riding for Edda. Gave the horses some carrots, saw a horse getting a bath, got to see a 3 month old foal! Edda laughed and laughed when she saw the foal.
For father’s day, we are hosting the DC Martins family dinner. It’s a great father’s day gift for Jeremy because he loves to cook and he hasn’t really, really cooked for a while. He started tonight by roasting the pablano chilies.
Edda and her cottage cheese mess at dinner. If we ever do the gluten free casein free diet with her, cottage cheese will be the thing she will miss the most.
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That’s my weight for this morning. Woo hoo! First time I’m under 170 since the 24hr race.
For all you science geeks out there, you know how I weighed myself with my camera right? 😛
I’ve been thinking a lot these days. (When have I not thought a lot?) I’ve been at my place for 2 years now. I’ve been at my job for 2 years now. I guess life is sorta moving forward, and I feel like nothing is changing. I’m pretty much responsibility free, so it’s kinda nice to lead my own life. I suppose I was/am working on the girl thing, but it’s a lot of work and as mentioned in a previous post, perhaps it’s better to make my own way first? Anyways. It might be time for a change. But I have a healthy fear of change. So I’m mostly talk.
Here are some choices for me:
– Move back to DC
I could spend more time with Doris and her family, which I find to be a fun time. we’ve talked about this briefly. Vince is getting to a good age to go out and have fun (if he doens’t whine). And dunno. there’s a definite draw with family. While we’ve joked about it before, but it migght be nice to start some business with my sister.
– Move into the city
Might be a good change of scenery. I’d probably hang out with a different crowd than I do right now. It’d probably be pretty expensive. I would want to live in a hip part of town. Of course, I kinda dislike hip pretentious city folk. Oh well.
– Change jobs
Honestly, I’ve never changed jobs “responsibly”. I’ve always quit a job before getting the next one. It would boost my confidence a bit if I could get a job this way for once. 🙂
Vince has been a whine-a-minute machine. Typical car ride: “I don’t want to go adventuring. I would rather not go. I want to go home. I was just starting a video game. Edda just told me she wants to go home.” Repeat eighteen hundred times. But as soon as we got to the C&O canal, he scrambled out of the car and took off his pants and threw rocks into the water for 30 minutes.
Getting a camp physical and vaccinations up to date so Vince can start summer camp on Monday was complicated today. Two referrals to two pediatricians led to two phone calls which said, sorry, no appointments until August! Argh!
So we went to a minute clinic at a CVS and then they referred us to a walk-in clinic down the road. I love the minute clinic, service just like in Singapore. You walk in, no appointment necessary – staffed with folks who can treat ear infections and seasonal allergies – it’s great and (relatively) cheap. Then you can pick up your prescription 10 feet away. Genius.
It’s also a relief to be able to answer in quick succession –
any medical problems – no!
any medications – no!
any developmental delays – no!
any speech problems – no!
any physical limitations – no!
OK – kid you are ready for summer camp – let me sign all the forms….
because I have had many, many, many conversations with medical professionals are much more complicated.