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today is just the day for doing things...

like having a bike ride.  well i guess i should say sunday was the day for doing things like having bike rides.  when i say bike ride i always picture myself pedaling a bicycle and getting actual exercise which is laughable if you know me. i rode a bicycle once.  it was years back and although i am capable my butt hurt. it hurt really bad.  it hurt so bad in fact that i can still remember the pain and i don't wanna have that pain or that memory any more.  i have always been more amenable to walking those biking trails and getting a good workout for myself, my dogs and my camera.  bicycling is for other people's butts...not mine. motorcycling is a whole other deal. always has been for me. always will be.  since i was a girl in kindergarten i have been sneaking rides on the backs of peoples motorcycles and i guess it's in my blood.

some days my back feels other wise though and i wasn't sure how it would feel about a long ride but a we didn't really have a long ride and it felt ok. saturday we worked sunday we played. we ended up meeting up with the daughter and her kids and aunt l and cousins d and d and we all motored by bike or by trailblazer to the new hofbrauhaus in south side works  and enjoyed some german food which is my all time fav. we sat ourselves in the quiet end of the joint which was by no means quiet but was by no means as loud and rowdy as the rowdy side was which has music and barmaids dressed up in ridiculous outfits and standing on the tables. wow and wow.  the schnitzell was dyn o mite and so was the german potato salad...love german potato salad and the beer was quite good too.

it was almot 90 degrees on sunday and the bike ride was nice. the daughter took a ride with us to the meadows to check out the new gambling spot which i vow never to check out ever again and the youngladygrandaughter took over the back seat of cousin d's bike for the ride to the restaurant while the daughter took to the trailblazer with the little guy and aunt l.  sounds complicated but it was not really!  the daughter is getting her own ride ready for the season after last years unfortunate accident and plans to ride herself again this summer at some point.  she is recovered and healed up nicely but the bike needs a few things here and there to be road ready.  i told you the family that rides together...it's in the cards...it's in the blood!  later...love   g

mr taylor it is especially lovely to make your acquantaince...

especially since you think my feet are a whole size smaller than in reality they are.  i love that quality in a man.  i do not wish to slight anyone or make anyone feel bad so let me also mention that mr ugg also has that opinion about my feet and it was also lovley and i must say in his defense even more so to make his acquantaince.  all this talk of shoes is leading to the confession of the true shoeaholic that i am that i was in no way able to stick to my resolution to add no more shoes to my shoe closet. i failed at that back in  march or was it february even!  i have added a pair of black ugg boots, a pair of olive emu boots, a pair of ninewest knock off corkease style platforms and a  pair of converse tennis shoes...or would they be basketball shoes...whatever i play neither i just walk around town in them.

ah my intentions were good and still i have not done nearly the amount of accumulating that i ordinarily would have so i feel as though it has paid off to make the resolution because though it did not halt all shoe buying activity it did slow it down...and slow it down considerably.  yay for me and i owe the guy a pair of shoes but he seems to think that the bet was that i owe him one for one and that is not the case sir so we have a stand off and it may have to go to court in order for a decision to be made.  before i go back to any discussion of mr taylor let me first say that i am having a love affair with mr ugg and his competion mr emu.  i wear nothing on my feet  but those two until the temps climb into the 80's  then i move into mr teva territory and flop around in the most comfy flip flops known to man...but that is just my humble opinion. while shopping for something or other the other day i got the bright idea to give mr taylor another shot. the size 7 hi tops i bought a number of years ago made their way into the youngladygrandaughter's closet because they just didn't suit me for a number of various assorted reasons so i thought i 'd try the lo tops and try them in a size smaller and that seems to have done the trick.  these babies are comfy and they fit me and they are cooler temp wise than leather and less intrusive on my feet which in reality and truth be told would prefer to be bare. this is my goal in life. to wear shoes that make me feel like i am not wearing any at all.  besides these come in all kinds of cool. seriously i have never seen so many designs and colors and just so you know i am not exactly a pink type of a gal and i am not so girly as these would indicate but i bought these rasberry...not pink ones on the clearance rack and there is something to be said for the clearance rack!!!  that's what i always say and later...love   g 

lots of things were accomplished today...

in my yard. as usual no knitting was done but hey it was in the 80's today and it was sunny which so seldom happpens in the same day in pittsburgh so give me a break who knits when it's 80 degrees in pittsburgh...and sunny???  not me that's for sure.  after work last night i planted paving stones between the rose bushes and the deck.  this area is usually covered in mulch and is known in these parts as the poop yard. the german never ventures much past this part of the yard to do his thing...even though beyond the poop yard is practically a half an acre of land he prefers to stay close to his people.  before today i had a walkway of flat rock and adjacent to that a patio of paving stones which some of them were raising themselves up because of the tree roots from the ginormous honey locust tree which is kind enough to deposit thousands of pods in my yard every few years and is a source of constant consternation to the guy who wants it gone.

i have other wood piles to fry though so the locust she is staying a while longer. anyway last night i lifted up some of those pavers and made a new walk way in the mulch out of them.  the flat rock was piled on the deck until it could be carried to the hillside in my front yard when the boy who is stronger than i could be recruited to lend a hand.  today was that day and i got a good days work out of him.  the guy in the meantime went on the roof to see what happened over the winter and it was not as bad as i imagined in some ways but in other ways it was worse.  seems a board on the roof edge has had an issue and some hornets have decided it is their territory and...i don't think so...which resulted in the guy and the hornets spending the day in battle.

who won has yet to be determined but no one was stung  so i am leaning towards the guy!  while waiting out the hornets the guy decided to make it his project to fix the yard cart which has seen better days but is quite functional if you have a lot of stuff to haul around and we sometimes do.  meanwhile the boy and i went to the store and bought hornet spray and 15 bags of mulch and a bit of top soil for good measure.  he did the hauling i did the pointing and it was nice for me to be able to take a break from the back breaking work i usually do myself.  after he off loaded the mulch and i spread it around he moved all those rocks i piled on the deck last night and then i went to buy some plants for the pots on my deck.

 

as we speak the pots on my deck look quite pretty but  miss husky is making it her mission in life to dig up and eat all the dirt in those pots so we shall see how they hold up over the summer.  hell they may not hold up for the night!  tomorrow i shall take pics of the pots with plants in them...right now though it is a little dark for picture taking!  on second thought we will most likely take ourselves a break and have a little motorcycle ride tomorrow so maybe not but i will take pics before the canines destroy the plants tryiing to dine on the dirt...promise and later...love   g

my dears we are gathered here today...

to honor the memories of this blog and my knitting in their respective hey days.  i never thought i would be the position to run out of words to say and stuff to type and stories to tell and things to talk about. i never thought i would not be knitting something or other yet here i am bored of blogging bored of knitting and not really doing either very well. i have given this some consideration and some serious thought and i for the life of me can't figure out what is the deal. i am still knitting the sleeves on my black and blue but not every night. i am still planning what things i want to knit but am making no such commitment to ever knit them. i am not buying any yarn that will languish in a basket on my dressing table or in one of my many hat boxes stacked to the top of the door frame and already filled with yarn.  i am uninspired and un motivated...still. 

i know...when will this ever end. i don't think i am the only one stricken with this sudden pain in the knitting needles. i see lots of bloggers have gone awol. i see many are not busy knitting things and are not busy buying stuff. i blame the economy for dampening our knitting spirits and cramping our knitting styles.  personally i have been very busy with my lastest love which is face book and i have been busy digging in my dirt and trimming my plants and will be very busy in the coming months preparing a garden for planting this year annnnd let's not forget about the stacks and stacks of tree i still have resting peacefully in my back forty. ugh.  i will be taking pics to be sure and i will be blogging to be sure in the coming days and weeks and months but it may not be about any knitting what so ever. those  who read me probably don't read for the knitting anyway because...well why would you i haven't really made that a priority lately or ever and anyway i won't quit doing this because i like it it's just that i have to move on...to move in a different direction for a bit until i move back around to knitting.

my knitting lately has been slow and more casual and waaay less driven than in the past which is truly a good thing because that's what it's about. knitting should be something you like to do, to pass the time, to make something worth making or having. i have fallen victem in the past of wanting to knit every single thing under the sun that  i thought was oh so cute and no more.i am unwilling to buy yarn and patterns and use all that precious time to just let them...the finished knits...stack up to the ceiling with no home & no place to be worn or so that they should go unused or whatever.  anyway i am working hard this upcoming weekend in my yard and on my roof with no knitting in sight so look forward to some pics of something or other. later and much much love...g 

someone stole my poop...

not that i want i back or anything but the wierdest thing happened. well maybe it's not so wierd after all. when we were at the beach early one morning the guy and i and the little guy were walking the dogs on the beach looking for seashells.  the german  usually hits the beach running and then after about two minutes he takes a poop then he usually takes another poop.  this particular morning it was cloudy and chilly and we were bundled up in sweats and as was the case every morning the little guy was running through the surf as if it was a warm and sunny day and as if the water was not freezing cold. little boys have no sense of feeling i swear. 

the youngladygrandaugter came running up the beach to join us shortly after we left and i was carrying a white plastic bag full of poop which was cramping my strolling style. we walked up the beach about six houses and the guy suggested we leave the bag by the fence and pick it up on our way back. the spot we chose was near a public access and it was near the house where some old friends and neighbors of the little guy and the ylgd were staying that same week...really what are the chances? i remember joking that we should leave it on their porch and ring the door bell but instead i left it by the fench around the dunes.  we must've walked for an hour or two. that was the day we found a live crab that was attacking the ylgd's fingers and a sea horse that was dried and perfect.

 

the guy was sporting his video camera and all this in on tape including me walking around carrying a bag of poop.  on our way back i walked back to the spot where i deposited my white plastic bag of poop and it was no where to be found, i looked up and down the beach to see if it had possibly blown away but seriously a pound of dog poop isn't blowing anywhere! then i spotted her. a woman carrying my bag of poop and i know it was mine because she didn't even have a dog!  i was amazed that someone would steal my poop but then i gave it a thought and i would have and have done the same thing.

we all participate in keeping the beach clean especially those of us who enjoy  walking our dogs on the beach after all it wouldn't take long for it to become a disgusting mess of a place if we didn't keep it clean and if we didn't keep an eye out for others who were not so responsible. i guess i owe somebody a cleanup!  the guy is busy tonite putting together a video of our adventures on the beach and every time i see myself walking along nonchalantly carrying a white plastic bag of poop i have to laugh!  you had to be there i guess...you have to have a dog!  later...love   g