As we all know the plan this week was supposed to be San Francisco and Napa. In fact, today we would’ve picked up a rental car and driven to wine country. Instead, we woke up here at the beach.
Yeah, I am NOT sad about that! Continue reading “We weren’t the only ones with a plan B trip!”
Anyone who knows me knows I went to WSU.
But for those of you who don’t know where WSU is, its in a tiny town in eastern Washington called Pullman, 8 miles from the Idaho border. This means, from the west side of the state where we live, it is a 5 hour (at least) one way drive with half of it being on a 2 lane highway. As much as I love visiting the town, it is a 2 day event to get there and enjoy it.
However, when planning this trip to Walla Walla, Michelle said, “You know, we are pretty close to Pullman….” Continue reading “A side trip to Pullman”
Folks, I am sure everywhere someone lives has it own particular set of rules. In California, I think there is a requirement to be tan. Texas, somewhere is a bylaw that says you have to own boots and a hat. South of the Mason-Dixon line, Y’all are required to use the word Y’all!
On the Oregon Coast, somewhere in the closet you have a pair of these.
In Seattle, we have many. Some involve only drinking Good wine, good beer and good coffee. ( I am sipping Starbucks as I type this.) But others revolve around the sun coming out….
Once, long ago, I got in trouble at work for something I did. Now the person on the receiving end of my plan was a friend of mine. Sadly, he was also an employee of the department I was a supervisor in.
DLow (one of my least favorite bosses ever) while calling me on the carpet, asked what I was thinking. I replied, “He is a friend of mine, it’s what friends do!” He just looked at me dumbfounded and said “I don’t know what kind of friends you have, but none that I have would ever do something like that…”
For once I kept my mouth shut, but inside I was thinking, “Wow, you must not have real friends…” but if you knew Dlow you would not be surprised!
What? You’d like an example of what I am talking about? Well there was the night I met Scott’s wife Jill… Continue reading “This is what we are gonna do…”
Not that long ago, I was chatting virtually with my blogger buddy Sarah, of Honoring My Compass. As much as I like to think I am a ‘real’ cyclist and have adventures, Sarah is truly in a league above me! I recommend checking her blog out and following her, as she will be cycling in Patagonia this winter!
When I follow and talk to fellow cycling bloggers, I always thank them for saving a spot for me in their panniers as they travel. (I say backpack for hiking bloggers). She replied giggling telling me that her spell check changed a place in the panniers to a place in the pants while typing the reply. This almost made me spit out my sip of wine! Which in turn reminded me of the very worst introduction to a girl I ever had…. Continue reading “I used to have a way with women”
As we all know, completely contrary to what the calendar and the weather gods think, Summer officially ends with Labor Day Weekend. Soon the leaves will change, the sun will go down earlier, and the Starbucks lines will be longer due to ladies in yoga pants ordering Pumpkin Spice Lattes! (Luckily I order ahead and avoid all lines!)
Before all this, we are given one last chance for a three-day weekend! Continue reading “Labor Day Weekend…”
Folks, contrary to popular belief at work, I am honestly very anti social. I do not like big crowds or a lot of people. Shoot, I don’t even like going out to lunch with most of the people I work with. (Michelle and I did go out with Coni today, THAT was fun). So, in general, any type of after work function I tend to skip.
Editors note: I will flat lie to get out of doing something, then later fess up that I did. After a couple of times of doing this, people stop asking.
However, today was different. This was the End of Bike Month bash. Continue reading “Beer, Bikes and Grits”
In 48 hours from right now, I will be done with my second century of the month, and probably very contented with a big meal and some tasty wine afterwards. Normally, I’d be sitting here about now planning what to pack, double checking the snacks, reviewing the route….
But for once I am doing none of that. In all honesty, all I can focus on is knowing when I am done I will be at the ocean!
Tonight was dinner with the Manchild, as are most Tuesdays. I had a hankering for some pancakes, so it was off to IHOP for a quick dinner and then on to play some billiards. All in all a typical Tuesday night.
As we left the restaurant, though, a commercial came on advertising Huey Lewis and News playing at a local casino. Without thinking, I heard a window shaking “HUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY!” come out of my mouth. As is the norm when I do something strange, the Manchild gives a little sigh, and just looks at me. He knows there is going to be a story.
“Dude!” says I, “have I ever told you how I met Dave and Jim?”
Continue reading “Becoming a Member of the Strohs Bros and Fros”
Back when we were in college, and in the years immediately following, one of the best things that could happen to us was to somehow come into possession of a free pitcher of beer. Since back then we drank Strohs, Bud Lite and the occasional Henry’s, we were not all that picky. As we knew, any free beer is good beer!
Of all the free beer though, the most legendary was the night of THE Kiss. Continue reading “A Free Pitcher of Beer”
