I cannot look at pictures of myself wearing this helmet without laughing-slash-cringing!! Nutcase is right. I love riding to work. It just instantly puts me in a good mood to start my day.
Black beauty needed a little maintenance after taking such a long nap during marathon training. I don't know if it's our really old pump or my lack of upper body strength but I have to put my entire body weight into the downward motion to get the tires to fill with air.
What made it an even lovelier morning ride was this beautiful and crisp weather we're having and enjoying Spotify's pre-assembled list of my most listened to songs of 2017. Don't worry I keep the music very low and only put one earbud in so I'm aware of traffic sounds around me. Although even with all the safety precautions in the world, I will say that riding a bike in San Francisco can be sort of a terrifying experience at times. Drivers are often unaware of us when they turn right. Other bikers can sometimes be aggressive in passing you. Trucks stop in bike lanes for no apparent reason, forcing you to swerve into traffic. And don't even get me started on parked car drivers who open their doors without checking the bike lane first, or some of SF's most pock marked roads that rattle your teeth when you ride on them... But yes I still love it even though it requires constant awareness and a thick (saddle) skin!!
Oh bike cage quick change, how I've missed you.
I love my big pink necklace which I purchased at Goodwill for 99 cents. Have I mentioned that I am an avid thrift shopper (when I have free time - what is free time again)? San Francisco has a great thrift shopping scene if you have time and patience to look and are willing to spend more on dry cleaning and sanitizing everything you buy second hand. I love used jewelry and thinking about who wore it before me and with what amazing outfit :)
When I got home I tried to hide all the Christmas presents around the house until I get around to wrapping them. Have you ever told a a kid NOT to look somewhere? All it does is make them want to look there even more and then ask you multiple questions about why they aren't allowed in there and what could possibly be behind the closet doors that they shouldn't see.
I don't think anyone could stomach eating yet another night of the leftover meatloaf I made on Sunday so we ordered Memphis Minnie's tonight for dinner -- cornbread, coleslaw, mac and cheese, beans and ribs (no ribs for me). For some reason Croc is on a dinner strike lately. When I tried calling him to the table, he didn't respond and I found him like this. Do you see him anywhere? :)
Then the boys opened a care package from grandma!!! She gives the best care packages. We are very lucky that she thinks of us so often and shows her love through the mail. Opening packages and letters from loved ones is a really big deal to a kid. I remember writing to the River Phoenix fan club multiple times in grade school and then waiting every day for the mail person to arrive in hopes that my dreamy crush would send me an autographed photo.
I captured this interesting candy jar strategically placed in the Lyft for customers to enjoy. Thank goodness the kids weren't with me or this thing would have been left empty and the car scattered with a sea of candy wrappers.
Thanks for the loan, Ariel. Hopefully there's a wand around here somewhere so I can turn the dirty dishes into clean ones!
It's Tuesday so you know what that means - some smatterings from my head that I want to share with you. Here we go!
100-yr-old chocolate too pretty to eat
Over 100 years ago, Eileen Margaret Elmes received a box of chocolates as a gift when she was a young girl. They were characters from Little Red Riding Hood and she thought they were too pretty to eat, saving them all this time for other people to appreciate. Eileen's niece said, "The chocolates were so special to her. She wanted other people to see them and asked me if I could do anything about it." The chocolates were crafted by a former Cadbury's agent in London.
I love stories like this about uncovered artifacts from a long time ago. Look at how intricate the little paper costumes are on the chocolate figures.
Plus its nickname is 'water bear'
Do you know what this is? It's lovingly referred to as a water bear or moss piglet but technically it's called a tardigrade and I'm a little obsessed with them. If you haven't yet met this cute and durable little animal, let me introduce you...
Tardigrades are water-dwelling micro-animals that can hang out and survive just about anywhere...seriously, anywhere. Outer space, a brick of ice for 30 years, the bottom of a lake—tardigrades are durable to the extreme. They can even survive radiation. If you watch the show Last Man on Earth and ever wonder what or who will actually be the last living things on Earth, then I'd say it's a safe bet that water bears will still be around hanging out and acting like teeny tiny bean bags with superhero powers of survival.
Age is a beautiful thing
When I saw these side-by-side photos of people over 100 years old next to their younger selves, the first thing that stood out was how little the eyes change over the years. Czech photographer Jan Langer has taken some extraordinary images of centurions posed in the same position as an older photo. When asked what he learned from talking to all of these wise individuals during photo shoots, Langer said:
“One should live every single moment according to their best knowledge and conscience because one day we will see clearly what has a real value."
Langer's words should be framed and embossed in gold because truer words were never spoken. Looking at his pictures also makes it clear that our culture just doesn't appreciate our older generations like we should. If you have an older relative - a grandpa or great grandma or an older neighbor - take a few minutes to ask her or him questions. We have a lot to learn from people who have seen far more than us and faced all the hardships that we cannot fathom in this day and age. I asked my grandparents a LOT of questions when they were alive but there are still dozens more that I wish I'd asked them.
That's all the smatterings from me today!
Do you know a lot about your ancestors?
What would a tardigrade's voice sound like if it were able to talk using a human voice? I'm envisioning the Swedish chef voice from Muppets.
(Almost) daily blogger. Sober runner. Mental sh*t stirrer. Pro gender equality in tech. Family first.