Biking Solo

I love riding my bike and wanted Lucky to ride with me. At 7 he is too big for a baby seat, but doesn't ride well enough on his bike for the traffic on our roads. At one time I used a pull-along tandem. Unfortunately, it hooked to the seat post, and because of my lack of height, his pedals scraped the ground. I was looking for a regular tandem this week, but then yesterday he broke his leg. No bike riding for him this summer. Sadly, also no swimming, or any other wet/dirty summer activity.

The break is just above his knee, so he has a cast that starts below his hip to just above his ankle. At least he can wear the shoes I bought after he had the cast on his foot off in April. Yes, my son is a regular at the orthopedic doctor. I swear they should have some kind of punch card system. 3 broken bones and your next cast is free.

Needless to say, I'll be biking solo this summer.

Then do it again...

So, in the spirit of just posting whatever without stressing over it, here I post again...

Yesterday my new safety razor came in the mail. I am so sick of paying for disposable blade cartridges, 8 bucks for 4 blades. 2 bucks per razor blade, crazy. Forget that! Now with my handy dandy safety razor I only need to buy inexpensive blades. The professor was worried that I'd cut myself, but I shaved this morning and all went well. Goodbye Venus razor, I won't be needing your overpriced shaves anymore.

Yesterday was the boy's last day of school. He is at his dad's for the next week. I feel a little lost with no children here, but I'm sure I'll find a way to manage. I am so proud of my girls, they have grown into such responsible adults. If you see them, feel free to tell them their mom is proud of them.

I went to the bike shop last week to buy a new air pump. The place was packed! Everyone there said they planned to bike more because of the price of gas. With better fitness and less impact on the earth, high gas prices don't seem like such a bad thing.

Just Do It

Everyday I find some little thing I think about writing, but somehow my perfectionism gets in the way. Today, I've decided to just do it, just write down my thoughts no matter how disconnected they may be.

The other day, for the first time in my life I really looked at our maple tree, up close and personal. I was amazed at the amount of life on there. It was after a storm and some of the bark had come off, but looking closely, I could see that this has happened to the tree many times before. There were ants and spiders living on the tree. Strangely, there was what appeared to be a bone, maybe from a bird, caught in the bark.

My little patch of garden in the backyard is full of things growing: asparagus, tomatoes, chives, peas, and spinach that something has been nibbling. Yesterday, I planted some zucchini seeds in the front garden, along with some lavender. I'm thinking of tucking a few peas in there as well. There is a little side garden that has been neglected for years, I'd like to plant something there but don't want to disturb the milkweed that's growing in it.