Pipe Dreams

My dad took up cycling a few years back, and has done some long treks. Two years ago he and a friend from France who is also an avid cyclist, cycled from Melbourne to Darwin, through the center of Australia...


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Plus some sideline trips... It's a long way, like 2500 miles.

So I've had this idea that I'd get my butt into shape (literally) and start cycling and do a trip with him. Inspired by the 1930's and 40's John Wayne westerns that I grew up watching, I thought it would be fun to cycle through this part of the U.S.



These are some options for adventures I thought we could do...

This would start at the northern rim of the Grand Canyon in Arizona, go up through Zion and several other National Parks including Arches, down through Bluff to the Monument Valley National Park, Lake Powell and down to the southern rim of the Grand Canyon.


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or maybe:

From the most eastern point of Canada, through Maine to Boston, across to Niagra Falls, and down through the Pennsylvania Dutch Country and up to finish in New York.


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What do you reckon?

Beautiful People

Why is it that so many of the cool blogs I like all belong to beautiful people? I read them and they're cool and fun and chic, and then you see a picture of the blogger, and they're tall, skinny, beautiful, not to mention amusing, artistic, talented, and making money from their art... egads, I feel so boring.

Case in point:

wikstenmade

childhood flames

-who is wearing these shoes, which I love!

sew fussy

I like TV

One of the great things about having cable, is the Food Network.

Tonight's TV viewing has been Iron Chef America vs. Iron Chef Japan.

The battles have been:

Bobby Flay vs. Hiroyuki Sakai - Battle of Live Trout (Flay won)

Mario Batali vs. Masaharu Morimoto - Battle of Live Spiney Lobster (Batali won)

And THEN

Bobby Flay & Masaharu Morimoto vs Mario Batali & Masaharu Morimoto - Battle of the Scallop, Sea Urchin, and Langoustine.

Can you imagine being a judge on an episode like this?? I think I'd faint, and then come to, and then faint again. And faint after every dish.

Things to write home about:

Eating soup out of a sea urchin.
Cracking eggs by cutting the top off with a knife.
Fresh REAL wasabi.

This is probably because the retreat is tomorrow...

I feel sick, nauseated in fact, and listless. I will write more about this later, but it's what I call the "Dead Woman Syndrome".

R's advice to me:

go jog around the block or something

punch a squirrel

smell a blade of grass

eat some fruit

As per usual I probably won't do anything that's good for me, because that is part of the symptoms of the syndrome.

I won't go on a jog, I probably won't smell a blade of grass. I could eat some fruit, but I'd rather punch a squirrel, because those are the easiest to catch.

Days like this...

Yesterday my dear, sweet husband planned a most fantastic surprise for me that was foiled, though not through any of his own doing.

When getting the kids snacks, I poured milk over their cookies instead of into their cups.

I stabbed myself no less than 7 times with pins, twice under the fingernail.

When I stepped out of the shower and found that my towel was wet, I realized I had already taken a shower that day, but forgotten about it, and then stressed out about getting a shower.

My Sewing Blog

Not sure if you had a chance to look yet, but it's here. Or you can access it through my profile. Have fun!

Day Interruptus

I didn't get very much writing done today.

My baby smells like cinnamon. I know because we were dancing cheek-to-cheek.

I love Coldplay's Viva la Vida. It is my favourite song. It makes me feel exultant, and like I need to write.

But I didn't get very much writing done today.