Yesterday taught me a new lesson. It is possible to get bruises from your bicycle seat. I have bruises in places I didn’t know existed to be bruised. Ow. So, the next time someone asks me if I want to go on a ‘bike ride’, my answer (should my judgement not be impaired) will be an emphatic “NO”.
Mum and Dad invited me to go on a ride with them. Okay. My idea of a ride does not include 2 and a half hours of riding from here to hither and yon. For those of you familiar with Eugene – we rode from our house all the way out past Valley River Center to River Park (and got lost a couple times). Ow.
Aside from the expected knee pain I found that sitting on my seat eventually hurt a lot. This morning I was not surprised to find bruises. Fuun.
Anyway. It was madness, complete madness. I’m writing this mostly so I don’t fall into that trap again. Ever. But, two positive notes, I managed to mail the package and we stopped at Cafe Zenon for the most decadent chocolate creme pie I’ve ever had. That place is deadly.
In other news, Frew-Frew has recieved my yarn – and here be a pic:
the top, green, skein is 100% baby alpaca – I painted the locks before combing it. The bottom, curl, skein is painted mohair locks spun into a curl yarn and bound with my handspun thread (merino/ silk/ alpaca blend). I was so proud of myself. Mostly because I managed to spin the mohair without itching too badly :D Together, they make up about 150 yards of worsted weight yarn. Yay.
How cool is that? She used really nifty quilted fabric for the outter layer and the prettiest turquoise inner fabric. With copper ribbons. Yummy. I’ve already divided my needles – the smaller ones in this one, and the larger ones in my other case. Coolies.
Now, all I need to do is send AV a thank-you PM, and respond to about a billion messages I have waiting for me. (moan) I’ll do that after dinner. Eeek, what am I going to make for dinner?