Here, too. I'm pleased: cold weather means less wear on the Nokians.It's fucking snowing again.
I was on the other side of that I should not have worn a jacket since it was 65F this morning and a little humid. So I was forced to ride slow - the struggle is real.crisp ride in this morning. I underdressed. Oh well, I just had to pedal harder....
edited to add: I also received my 11-42 10sp cassette from Suntour yesterday. Looks nice. Now I just need to receive my Radr cage from OneUp to install on my new Zee derailleur, pick up a new chain and I'll be ready to rock.
You should suggest to her to have one more kid.wife has moved into a new role at work, with it comes more stress. i suspect part of that is learning curve. her solution is to quit her job and move to the south, with that comes the assumption that i would be the sole income. No and No.
You should start angling for someplace that has good riding. I hear N Carolina is nice.wife has moved into a new role at work, with it comes more stress. i suspect part of that is learning curve. her solution is to quit her job and move to the south, with that comes the assumption that i would be the sole income. No and No.
That's a fucking PRO move.You should suggest to her to have one more kid.
She has come to that conclusion without my input.You should suggest to her to have one more kid.
She would go there. But I won't. I told her anywhere south of the mason dixon line is basically off limits.You should start angling for someplace that has good riding. I hear N Carolina is nice.
This, combined with the bad back = JK FUCKED.She has come to that conclusion without my input.
She would go there. But I won't. I told her anywhere south of the mason dixon line is basically off limits.
Kid #1 is at 31 lbs and he's not even 14 months old.This, combined with the bad back = JK FUCKED.
NTTAWWT.
pretty much. I told her the amount of good riding there doesn't offset the amount of redneckery.
dude, i grew up in CT, ME, and upstate NY - there's redneckery everywhere. Any area you'd move to in NC is likely as populated by transplants as locals. now if you're just protesting hb2, i totally understand . . .Kid #1 is at 31 lbs and he's not even 14 months old.
pretty much. I told her the amount of good riding there doesn't offset the amount of redneckery.
i grew up in pennsyltucky, at the border of pittsburgh and alabama. i've lived near redneckery most of my life. i was just giving the TL;DR version for you unwashed masses. one of my primary reasons for not wanting to move, is just not wanting to move. we've been in our house for 3 years now. this is the longest i've lived in one single location since 2002. i've had enough of moving for a few more years. when we bought this house i told my wife i wasn't willing to move for at least another decade.dude, i grew up in CT, ME, and upstate NY - there's redneckery everywhere. Any area you'd move to in NC is likely as populated by transplants as locals. now if you're just protesting hb2, i totally understand . . .
dude, i grew up in CT, ME, and upstate NY - there's redneckery everywhere. Any area you'd move to in NC is likely as populated by transplants as locals. now if you're just protesting hb2, i totally understand . . .
For me, the Mason Dixon line is the Rhode Island/MA border.She would go there. But I won't. I told her anywhere south of the mason dixon line is basically off limits.
stoney + dog sex = lulz?Fuck other people's dogs (story to follow later). Work.
Charlottesville feels more like Boston than the south.There are rednecks everywhere. Grew up in NY, I find the southern rednecks to be less abundant and easier to deal with than the Jersey Shore types. However, this being a college town makes it quite different than the surrounding areas.
that sounds like work, you might wanna wait a couple days.Tuesday is statistically the most productive day of the week.
I will personally do everything in my power to change that, starting today.
There's a woman who watches Layla when we're out of town and we've been watching her dog (Scout) when she travels.stoney + dog sex = lulz?
Fuck.this.dog.Wifey said:Took off [pushed past her at the door] this morning when I was trying to get her (Haley) and Layla in the car. Ran right in front of a car in front of our house. Thank god the guy was able to stop. I thought he was dead for sure. I chased him around the car for about three minutes before he took off down the road and disappeared. I ran into the house to get the leash and a treat. Started running down the street calling for him when a car stopped and said they saw him running down Foothills Canyon [semi-major street]. I got to Foothills Canyon and two more cars stopped and said they saw him running toward Highlands Ranch Parkway [thoroughfare, 6-lanes wide].
A very nice guy offered me a ride and we caught up with him at the rec center [1/4 mile away], but he wouldn't come to either of us. Ran back down Foothills Canyon toward our house and almost got hit three more times by cars coming around the corner. He ran down our street and went to Dee's [neighbor] porch, where I was able to jump out of the car and corner him. It was terrifying. Haley, bless her heart, just got in the trunk of the car and watched my phone the whole time. I just left her there in front of our house. (she had to leave Haley in front of the house by herself to almost 10min) I threw him in the crate and took Haley to school. Came home to him freaking out and having peed all over the crate. If the guy hadn't of stopped, there is no way I could have caught up.
things i've learned:There's a woman who watches Layla when we're out of town and we've been watching her dog (Scout) when she travels.
She went to Vegas a few weeks ago and Scout cried non-stop for a whole weekend. We took him and Layla to a really large (5 acres) dog park with a lake in the center. When we were leaving he decided he didn't want to leave and just took off to the far side of the lake. It took 30 minutes and about 20 people to herd him back towards the entry gate where I could finally put his leash on. Massive PITA.
So she left for Japan this morning until Sunday afternoon.
We have a specific doggy daycare we go to when Wifey is travelling, as it's efficient for me to hit on the way to work. Since Wifey will be travelling on Thursday, they will be going to daycare. We tell the woman which one and she pulls the guilt excuse of "Oh, I went there and it was very cold and not big to play. People have much better reviews at XYZ place." Whatever. It's just down the street from the place we go to currently, but it involves crossing a major street with no light, so not efficient. Wifey is jumping through hoops, as the Bortadella shot was given at our place, but they can't find the date. They know it was done, but can't find the ppwk. She needs to get it to the new place today.
So back to this morning. I woke up to Scout whining and stepped on a wet spot, great, he peed. Then another and another. He basically dripped all over the bedroom. Let them out and go to the gym for my swim. Come back and find out that when Haley woke up he ran up stairs and started barking in her face. Layla put that isht in check though - good dog. We're getting Haley dressed and more wet spots - he's pissed all over her room and the guest room.
Then I get this email from Wifey:
Fuck.this.dog.
- Yesthings i've learned:
-stoney hates inefficiency
-the trunk of a car is a perfectly acceptable place to store a child
-this dog must be related to R Kelly
all joking aside, sounds like a nightmare. yeesh.
at least you didn't say "boot" like some sort of limey- Yes
- Hatch of the Forester
- no comment
The only problem with C'ville is the self obsessed preppy culture. The town makes a serious effort to deter blue collar jobs, professionals and service jobs only. Lots of fucking dentists and trust fund cunts.Charlottesville feels more like Boston than the south.