No, not my wheels!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I try really, really hard not to have a potty mouth. Really hard. Thing is; I LIKE cussin' up a storm to relieve tension or stress, but I have a mini-man who at 4 years old thinks I'm the bees knees and emulates 95% of my behaviors. Side note: this has led some to believe he's the next Liberace in the making, he loves shoes. makeup, jewelery, perfume, big JackieO sunglasses, scarves, dancing and purses, but I digress...
At this point in the game, I consider it a minor miracle that the worst he says is "oh d*mn" under his breath. In fact, I try super hard not to swear even when he's not around just to avoid the (oh so satisfying) habit. HOWEVER today, I broke and its mighty lucky he happened to be too busy mulching to hear me. Isn't great how kids can be tricked into thinking the least fun things are super cool?
My lovely, prettiest, most fun bicycle that was only gifted to me on Saturday and I've only ridden once, was diagnosed terminal. On my (one and only) ride yesterday, things felt a little wobbly in the front area of my bike. Being none too mechanically inclined, I had it examined and it was determined that the bearings are kaput! Insert BLUE STREAK HERE!
See, I'd been mulching my yard from 5:40pm until 9pm, in 90 degree, 90% humidity weather, and my bicycle ride was gonna be my little treat to myself. Not to be :( I called the store where my bike was purchased and they called their warehouse and every store within 60 miles and no one has it in stock or has any idea of when they'll get it in. So my choices are:
1. Wait till they get it in stock - I wanted to ride in THIS incarnation, not the next
2. Go get a different make/model. - Listen folks, I'm 4'11' - just how many adult bikes do they think I have to choose from?
I don't want to wait and I don't want a different bike. I want mine and I want to
ride it now. I will probably swear quite a bit tomorrow. And possibly a little more tonight.