Whipped and Tourn

i wanted to climb Tower trail again today after seeing Alex get it all, and to make up for my crash last week. Alex said he put a marker where i went down — asshole. but it rained again this afternoon. it has been raining for a week straight. i heard that the past 2 weeks rainfall has equaled the past 11 months. this is good, but it’d be nice if it would just stop raining for the afternoons so I can get out for a real ride – stupid rain! the reward, however, is all the rain has dumped 10 feet of snow at Wolf Creek, right on time for mine and Byron’s now 3rd-annual low-overhead highly-flexible ski trip. 3 trips, and what looks to be a 3rd epic weekend.

but that is still several days off, so instead of Tower Trail i rode the canal again out to Gilbert road to figure out where i got lost. far less sexy, but at least it would get me dialed back into playing in the cold and wet. and i wore about enough clothes to go snowboarding, right down to proper shells, and left the camelback home choosing instead to stuff gear in my pockets. i am a little nervous about the boarding. First run of the year in 10 feet of powder with Byron pushing me into things I want to ease into could have unpleasant — or at least very silly — results. but the gearing worked well and I didn’t get too cranky despite being rained on and splattered for 2.5 hrs. Ready for the white out!

meanwhile, i managed to score some amazing TdF photos from Epic Images . One of my coworkers is married to a professional photographer, and herself had been a pro photographer and cycling enthusiast. We’ve gabbed here and there about riding over the years, and i’ve complimented her on a few of their shots that are displayed around our office. at the Xmas party last week, she mentioned they had some old inventory they were getting rid of and would i like any?

thank you Paula and Jonathan!!!

normally this is where i’d offer to return a favor by helping someone with either their computers or their bikes, but i don’t think they need either. the cost to me will be a ride with Jonathan sometime, which should be a hoot. I have no idea what kind of rider he is; they live in Fountain Hills and do Dixie Mine\Pemberton a lot, but he’s been around cycling for a lot longer than i have so probably will crush me. whatever… i’m sure it will be fun with lots of great conversation.

today is also my 15th anniversary.

i remembered, Beckie did not.

this was a good conversation

the Baby can conduct dialogs, express complicated things (in the sense that subject\verb is complicated), and provide frequent and ongoing commentary regarding your actions and her opinions. as if i do not feel guilty enough for sleeping late and making G hang out in bed with me on a regular basis, now she has to start telling me that she wants me to get up, she really wants me to get up, and she is frightfully upset that i should take time for a pee when i could be feeding her.

up daddy

hunry daddy

hunry NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

fact is i know she is not that hungry, and im not ready for tete-a-tete when i first open my eyes. but i have my revenge when I get up early, and get her into the bath and dressed while she is barely awake. hahahaha groggy baby in the tub, hahahah groggy baby in the high chair!!!!

the developing preferences, opinions and continually increasing cognizance of the existence and permanence of other things is yet again amazing. we were on the plane the other day watching a Baby Einstein that included sign language as the words were said, and G knew the signs. no one taught her, she just figured it out from watching the thing a jillion times. she also developed an obsession with the monkey from the World Animals dvd.

which became an obsession with this monkey:

which led to a complete and total obsession when she saw this monkey at my parents house:
monkey-1.jpg

which forced us to forgo aquarium-oriented toys at the Mote Aquarium, and buy her THIS monkey: