Saturday, July 14, 2007
Posted at 11:37:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
Pots & Kettles
I walked all the way down to the end of the world
1½ starfish (echinoderm purple-pink kind)
Dear Mrs. Roosevelt x2 (so great) ("and ev'-ry-bod-y did!")
Ran my fingers though the green green ocean hair (amazing!)
Rocks & Rocks
Rock colored like a fish
Perfect temperature. Perfect everything.
Just kept thinking, I love summer. LOVE.
L: "What's your favorite season?" D: "Yours is summer." L: "Yeah."
Del's stand Lobster Roll: lettuce (good, big green leaves), tomato (unnecessary element, but still pretty good), lots of lobster salad (not as lobstery tasting as Kimball's, big crunchy celery, came with lemon wedge which was an excellent addition to this particular lobster roll), roll was a New England style roll but it was raw (not buttered and toasted!). Very tasty overall but inferior to Kimball.
Jim's Organic coffee from Froozies is Kona-level good.
Hound Statistics:
Trip Distance: 11.03 miles
Average Speed: 8.3 mph
Max Speed - 20.4 mph
Trip Time - 1:18'58
It was nice pedalling on Block Island. Leisurely and intimate. Just, nice. Summer.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Farmington Canal Heritage Trail #3. This time we biked all the way to W. Woods Road before turning back.
Posted at 12:45:00 AM by Laura W. Petix.
I petted my Maaaa! pal the white sheep again. The white sheep is tons softer than the black sheep! All the sheep were very quiet today, though. Maybe Maaaa! was just worked up last time. I also petted two ponies. I like the sheep a lot better than ponies, although the feel of the ponies' lips on my hand did crack me up. Also, the peacock opened his tail. It's HUGE!! It barely fits in the bird house.
My first-ever Blind Dude Outing this afternoon went great! I really liked him, and it seemed easy and natural. The cashier at Walmart (I took him to Walmart and Home Depot where he picked out lots of stuff for his building projects) asked me if he was my grandpa. Ha! :-) He thought I was a zoomy driver, then started telling me about the racing motorcycle he used to have. He's really sharp.
Cat Report:
Trip Distance: 13.14 miles
Average Speed: 10 mph
Max Speed: 16.7 mph
Trip Time: 1:18'59
I'm tired. Pleasantly tired. It was a good day. My fin muscles hurt.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Dean keeps calling me "Gadget Girl" and crying because he says I have more gadgets than he does! And he says he likes gadgets but I always get the gadgets. He's so SILLY! He's the one who buys them for me!
Posted at 10:56:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Posted at 5:01:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
I have such a happy little heart today. I keep humming along. I tried to take some Zi photos, but, as usual, they didn't turn out too well.
My skin smells faintly chlorine-y, but also faintly of Early to Rise and Kukui. It's cooler today. 80s. I stuck my arm out the window. I love summer.
I still am going to write one more post about our trip, but I'm being a slack. I have to be in the right mood. (A reflectiony mood.) I know what it's about.
Current favs right now:
Pieces of Clothing: my orange v-striped searsuckery skirt and my supersoft superlightweight mauvy-pink striped pyjama bottoms (but I'm scared that they're going to wear out soon).
Grocery Stores: Stew's and Shaw's.
Wines: Fish and Hatteras.
Bags: my Beet Bag and my orange mini-backpack (I have been using my new Ocean Bag lots, too, by the way!).
Slathering Agents: Early to Rise bath gel and Cranberry-Orange lip balm.
Songs: "Breathless" and "Quelqu'un M'a Dit."
Colors: Green! (just right now, because Connecticut is pretty.) And pink-grapefruit orange. And tomato-carrot.
I went to the pool at NEAC! At first there were two other dudes there; then there was only me. I swam 26 times across because I read on a sign on the way in that 26 laps is a mile. (1 lap = 2x across the pool, so I figured if I swam 26x across that would be half a mile.) On the way out, I noticed that the sign actually said 36 laps was one mile. Oh well. 26 was still a lot. I kept trying to swim across the whole pool underwater, but I could only make it about 3/4 of the way across the bottom on one breath.
Posted at 2:13:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
I hadn't been to NEAC in ages, because I can't work out (non-pool) when it's too hot. I feel like I'm about to drop dead after about two minutes. But I've been doing lots of hounding, and that's way more fun anyway. Speaking of being too hot, I handled the heat amazingly well on our trip! I didn't get a brain boil or anything. I think wearing skirts was key. And being very cucumbery the whole time.
Early to rise! I keep telling Dean, "I'm early to rise!" And he says, "YOU?? That's impossible!" I like saying, "I'm early to rise!" It's fun. And true! Early for me, at least. I got up at 8:15 on Sunday, and 9:30-ish the rest of the days we were at the Gs, and around 10:00 since I've been back. (Yeah, I know that's late to rise for most people, but we're talking about the girl who normally goes to bed around 4-5 AM here.)
Posted at 10:31:00 AM by Laura W. Petix.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Our DVD recorder broke, but Dean fixed it with a ball-peen hammer.
Posted at 11:32:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
On both of our two IFR flights back from Maryland (yesterday, and at Memorial Day), we heard a plane with the callsign "Joker" when we were with McGuire Approach, and I told Dean it was Wang. :-)
Posted at 5:33:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
I had to make cherry pancakes three times while we were at the Gs. Our first morning there, the G had a doctor's appointment, so the Gingers weren't around until afternoon, and Dean and I were on our own with Duke. I asked Dean what he wanted for breakfast, and he said Pancakes! So I got Duke to help me ransack the cupboards and find all the ingredients and pancake-making stuff. I found cherries in the refrigerator, and decided to have them be cherry pancakes. I'd never had, or even heard of, cherry pancakes, but it's the sort of thing you make up when you're goofy and fooling around in someone else's kitchen. I de-pitted and sliced them up, and Duke threw them in. We made Dean guess what kind of pancakes they were when we brought them out.
It turned out that cherry pancakes are good. So good, in fact, that Dean talked me into making them again the next day and the morning we left. On Saturday, we hid out in the morning and didn't have breakfast, because Diane was taking us out to lunch at Chipotle, and the M told me later that Hunter wanted her to make cherry pancakes, but she refused because it's too much work, and he got all upset and told her that Aunt Laura makes cherry pancakes! She made him blackberry pancakes instead, but he was highly disgruntled. Ha!!! Making cherry pancakes is very messy (Lady Macbeth-lian). They are good, though.
Chipotle was also good. Even I liked it, and I'm not a huge fan of Mexican food. I know about it from Pottercast, and I knew Dean would like it. Tim didn't come because he was too involved with working on his well house/hunting lodge (it's gigantic!), but the three of us had a great time. We went to Starbucks (it had six velvet chairs!) and Harris Tweeter afterwards (got more Duplin). Now I've been to three different N.C. Starbucks. We hung out drinking our drinks really slowly, in no hurry to get back.
That evening, we all went to the lake to watch the Lake Royale fireworks. They had bigger ones than at Crystal Pond (it was a real show, not just individual families with illegal amateur 'works), but it was a lot shorter, and the audience just sat there and didn't cheer or anything! (No yee-haws or anything!! What kind of southerners are they?!) Good thing we went to Crystal Pond last Saturday, since Crystal Pond fireworks rule, esp. the support and competition between various factions in different spots on the lake. Oh well, I guess it's pretty hard (impossible) to beat a Fourth of July at Crystal Pond. It was a nice visit, in any case. I have one more post I want to write.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Flying home from the PotPie tonight, I wanted to 1) go swimming, and B) go to a carnival. Maybe I will go swimming. I could go to the pool.
Posted at 11:03:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
That was a very relaxing trip.
(More later.)
