The Blizzard of Aught Nine

For all of the hype, the snow storm was fairly tame in our area. Compared to the Icy Enema of Aught Eight that we experienced in Hood River last December, this thing was little more than snow flurry.

But, the several inches it deposited in the New York area did cause traffic snarls, power outages, airport delays, school closures, and generalized anxiety amongst people up and down the eastern seaboard. It caused Buster to frolic in the snow, and caused me to bundle up scarves, gloves AND mittens, hats AND earmuffs and my warmest coat. It also caused our neighborhood to look especially Christmas-y, beautiful and clean, blanketed in white.

Thievery

Farewell sweet bike. I will fondly remember the 8 years we had together. Your name was "Specialized Rockhopper," and you were indeed special to me. You were a hybrid, able to navigate both pavement and mountain trails, although you weren't particularly efficient at either. No matter...I loved you just the same.

Our morning rides to work around Monterey Bay were challenging but exquisitely beautiful. We spent some quality time together in New Mexico. When we moved to the northwest together, you introduced me to Syncline and then went on to carry me around Post Canyon. One time you took me on a crazy adventure down Coyote. That was nuts.

Even though you were a western gal, I thought you would have a happy life in New York City! I was looking forward to you and I sharing rides through the park come springtime, and maybe even a trip upstate together in the summer.

Now someone has snatched you from me, like a thief in the night. Actually, it was a thief in the night. And if I find that person, I will push them off of you, kick them, and claim you once again.

Dear Specialized Rockhopper, I will miss you and I hope that your new life is at least as sweet as the one we had together. And I hope you give your new owner massive saddle sores.

Catching Up

It's been a while since I posted last but that's because so much has been going on! My friend Kristi came for a visit, and since she is an amazing chef, we had a great time sampling much of New York's fine cuisine. We ate French, Peruvian, Indian, British, Mediterranean, and wholesome Farm to Table foods while she was here. We visited the Chelsea Market (known for its exotic foodstuffs), walked around SoHo, explored Brooklyn, and visited Rockefeller Center to see the big tree lit up at night.

PSA - It wasn't me!!

Breaking bulletin...the Tabitha from Brooklyn, NY that emailed the Today show for advice about her finances in her "friendly" divorce is NOT me!! My jaw hit the floor as I'm going about my business this morning and hear Al Roker say my name on television.

We are very happy, we have not maxed out our credit card, and we are not getting a divorce (friendly or otherwise). Not me!