It's all about the ride...

Ever since Peddle-Poppy and I moved to the Outerlands, we've not been faithful about riding our bikes to work.  In fact, a friend adopted my Slugorelli since she wasn't being used and friend's bike had been stolen. So, now Valentine Cortese (the bike formerly known as Slugorelli) is being ridden everyday. Valentine was always too much bike for me anyhow!

Then we had a scathingly brilliant idea!  I say "we" even though Poppy thinks it was "her" idea.  It was really "my" idea but Poppy doesn't remember the conversation I had with "her" about "our" now scathingly brilliant idea...

Meet Turbo-Willy:

 

Yep, this is formerly Regular-Willy who now has a BionX electric assisted motor.  All the exercise in half the time!  So, instead of taking an hour for us to ride to work, now it takes 30 minutes with the help of the BionX.  The motor runs on a rechargeable battery.  The charge will last for about 35 miles.  Turbo-Willy's top speed is 20mph (some silly law that it can't go faster).

Here's the thing, Regular-Willy probably weighed about 25lbs and with this system it bumps the weight up at least 10 more pounds.  When I rode TW home from the bike shop I went up Arguello.  Figuring I'd have some trouble, I put the motor on full assist and made it up that stupid hill with no problem!

Given we now have the new and improved Turbo-Willy, I figured it was time to accessorize with new helmet:

Here kitty kitty!

Not only that, but my helmet came with bling!

It says "I love my brain".  Awesome!

Fashioneesta-Poppy bought a new helmet too, but it's just plain old white.  Borrrriiiinnnngggg.

That's it for today.

It's all about mobility...

So, the Seesters are about to embark on some trip planning.  One trip will be to Portland to watch Major-League-Ultimate-Nephew play the Stags and the other trip is to take Dad to his 50ish-something high school reunion in New Ulm, Minnesota.  Since Dad tends to tire out pretty quick, what better way to extend his sight-seeing time (and ours) than with this...

Meet Chairy-Baby:

Don't think we didn't have some fun pushing each other around the house...Chairy-Baby is wicked fast!

Like the wind, Baby!

Bro-n-Law liked putting it together...

Not just that, Chairy folds up and has her own travel bag and weighs all of 9lbs!

Since Portland is such a walking town, I bet we'll be fighting over Chairy...Baby!  Got that song in your head yet? I do...

Okay, so Nose-To-The-Grindstone-Poppy has been working very hard and some very long hours lately.  Here's what the little dog does until her Poppy comes home:

Adventure-Poppy will be leaving soon for a week road trip with MomJean.  I can see this is not going to be fun for the little dog...

Chow!

I'm afraid...

I still have nothing new and exciting to talk about...but in the next week or so, I should.

Hmmm, so I went to the kitchen at work, well, they call it a pantry, but whatever. There is a bigger kitchen on our basement level.  It's got a dishwasher.  Today someone put regular dish washing liquid in the dishwasher cause we're out of Cascade.  GOD-DUH!

Anyway, back to my pantry story...I go in there hoping to find some yummy food that I forgot I had in the fridge, but no.  I did find my half-n-half that was about to spoil.  So I go to dump it in the sink and wash it the bottle when I see this:

Yeah, besides somebodies icky food, there is also a toothpick that's about to get stuck in the disposal.  I bet you're wondering what entitled-self-absorbed-invasive-old-spearmint-gum-smelling-flatulent-jerk did that, aren't you?  GOD-DUH!!! Yeah, and who had to remove that jerk's toothpick from the sink?  Me! Whatever, freakin pig!

Enough said.

I'm in a bad mood...

I don't know why, either.  I think I'm having a midlife.  Nothing fun is going on and I'm tired of working.  Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful I have a job, a home, my Poppy, my family and friends.  Say, maybe I need a red sports car and a new hairdoo!  Whatever.

Anyway, we had our friends R/J-C and K/T (minus the T) for dinner on Saturday.  On Le Menu: carnitas.  Two days before the dinner, I grabbed a hunk of pork out of the deep freeze.  I cooked that piece of pork for over 5 hours.  I was expecting the meat to fall right off the bone, but it was like a piece of leather.  Come to find out from Porcine-Poppy, I'd used the wrong cut of meat.  So, in my mind, I ruined dinner.  I think that's part of my mood...I don't do failure very well.

In an effort to avert such a mistake again, I bought:

Knowledge is power!

K brought Ellie-The-Rottweiler over too...I think Jax had an Ellie hangover on Sunday:

She didn't go far from the couch and neither did I.

Open wide and say AWWWW:

Those are lamb tongues.  So very good!

Later.

I want a sandwich...

A Jax-Sandwich!

 

 

Today is Bike to Work Day. I hadn't planned on doing it cause I have plans after work and it would create a logistical nightmare, but then our transportation guy, Mark H. caught me last night before I left work and guilted me into riding.  He said he didn't care if I rode home or not, just as long as I rode to work.  Since my plans were with FFM-Laurie (birthday celebration) and Seester, I could just catch a ride down to our destination in Pacifica and Hot-Pocket-Poppy could join us after work and then bring me home.  Cool...only when I got to work, the girls decided they wanted to reschedule tonight.  Guess, I'll be riding home after all.  Wish I had some walking shoes, cause I'd rather walk home.

 

Anyway, I have to say in all my years of riding my bike to work, today was by far the most dangerous ride.  It's like folks were out to get me...so much so, that I was starting my decent down Arguello and motioned that I was going to take the lane but the lady that I motioned at didn't much like that idea and tried to pass me, only she passed so close I was actually trying to push her maroon Honda CRV off of me... GOD-DUH!!! So she ends up in the oncoming traffic lane and I'm yelling and flipping her off like a crazy lady.  Given I was wearing my Strawberry Shortcake helmet, I don't think she was really taking me seriously.  I tried to follow her, but she got away from me.  Whatever!!

 

So, remember how I don't like to eat messy food?  I have gotten better about it, but I still hold true to my two finger method of eating finger food cause I hates me some sticky-greezy fingers...

 

 

Well one of my dear friends and blog stalker, Jeanne, saw this item on Groupon and bought it for me for my birthday...

 

 

 

Look at the amazing gripability!

 

 



How cool and they came in like a pack of 30 so I can share with all my friends, if I wanted!

Okay, so you know how my co-worker, Sir Fartsalot, pretty much annihilates our work space on a daily basis with his many stenches?  Well, now I have other co-workers (who I like) coming to my area to eat their hard-boiled eggs.  I figure, why shouldn't folks come and eat stinky food here since it might even improve the smell of our area? Brilliant!  Besides, I'd much rather smell someone I likes stink, than someone I don't. 

Remember how I want to be a superhero??  Check this out:

http://www.ultiphotos.com/mlu/dogfish/2013/game3/full/e5e1c8204

Nephew IS a superhero!!

Chow!