My nuptials approach and it's all starting to become very real for me. Our house is filled with pretty things that are virtually all in some shade of pink, yellow, or orange. Lots of tissue paper and styrofoam packing peanuts. Thank god Dee has her you-know-what together because if not for her I would be completely lost.
My current responsibility includes trying to track down our cake lady to see what she's come up with for the groom's cake. When I told her what my "vision" for the cake was she paused and then said, "Oh yeah, I can do that...no problem." At the time I was less than reassured and now I'm starting to get really nervous. Hopefully I won't be required to raid the Betty Crocker cake mixes at my local Hy-Vee a day or two before the wedding. If so, it's going to be one seriously sad cake. I remain hopeful that our cake lady is going to come through for us.
I just got a new mountain bike and so far it's a bit of a mixed bag for me. I purchased the Trek Fuel EX9 after selling my Gary Fisher Paragon. It's a big switch going from a 29er to a 26" wheel, not to mention hardtail to full suspension. But, like the cake lady, I remain hopeful that in the end it will be everything I hope for.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Tarnation
Does everyone who starts one of these blog thingies go through a "what in the world am I supposed to do with this thing" moment? I mean, who wants to read the thoughts of another random whitebread guy who lives in the middle of nowhere?
On the other hand, I appear to have committed myself and I'm not one to back down from committments. Usually.
Besides, the riding around here is awful right now. Through the winter and into the early spring a deluge of moisture has descended on us that had me pining for the good ol' days of dusty dry trails. It does seem like an awfully long time since I've been able to do any quality riding. From what I've heard the equestrians have been out in force, thoughtfully rutting up our wonderful trail systems at Minor Park. The next time a horse kicks at me as I ride by it on the trail I'm gonna kick back!
I'm going to have to work extra hard to get a few rides in this spring due to my upcoming nuptials. Amazingly I was able to convince an unbelievably beautiful, smart and funny woman to spend the rest of her life with me. My family was beginning to express doubts as to whether or not I would be able to accomplish the feat. I finally did it, Ma!
So in the midst of hole punching programs and tying ribbons on tiny bottle of bubbles I've got to squeeze in some two-wheeled fun time. Here's hoping for dry and windy days...
On the other hand, I appear to have committed myself and I'm not one to back down from committments. Usually.
Besides, the riding around here is awful right now. Through the winter and into the early spring a deluge of moisture has descended on us that had me pining for the good ol' days of dusty dry trails. It does seem like an awfully long time since I've been able to do any quality riding. From what I've heard the equestrians have been out in force, thoughtfully rutting up our wonderful trail systems at Minor Park. The next time a horse kicks at me as I ride by it on the trail I'm gonna kick back!
I'm going to have to work extra hard to get a few rides in this spring due to my upcoming nuptials. Amazingly I was able to convince an unbelievably beautiful, smart and funny woman to spend the rest of her life with me. My family was beginning to express doubts as to whether or not I would be able to accomplish the feat. I finally did it, Ma!
So in the midst of hole punching programs and tying ribbons on tiny bottle of bubbles I've got to squeeze in some two-wheeled fun time. Here's hoping for dry and windy days...
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