Tuesday, May 08, 2007

I got a new bike

So, I got a new bike. It's my Mother's Day present. I LOVE this bike. I rode it 4 miles yesterday, and it was like a walk in the park. No complaints at all. My hiney doesn't even hurt today. It's called a comfort bike, and it's like an old 3-speed. Except it has a gel seat and 21 speeds. I like goin' bike-ridin' again! Even along the Des Plaines River as bugs land in my teeth. It was awesome. We went to Chicago on Sunday to pick out the bike. After telling the sales person what I wanted, he showed me the $1000 bike. Of course. Then I asked him to scale it back a bit. I liked the scaled back version just as much as the bells and whistles version, but it was still pricey. I asked him to take it down another notch. I got that bike. And, I love it. I can't wait to ride it again. As I struggled with my decision, Daddy said that he just wanted me to be able to keep up with him. I said that probably wouldn't happen. So, then he just wanted me to ride with him without complaining. With this bike, he had trouble keeping up with me! Quality does matter.

So, the bike was fantastic. And, I left work a little early so that I could go on this family bike ride I mentioned above. But, it almost didn't happen.

On the way home, I told Trevor we would probably go for a ride, and that he would be sitting in the buggy. He wanted to ride his Spiderman Bike. Then, he wanted to invite E from next door over to play. After much negotiations, we strapped the boys into the buggy. Then, Daddy's boss called. She talked to him for about 20 minutes while Trevor's frustration about not being able to do what he wanted when he wanted grew and grew and grew. He finally squeezed out of the harness and threw the biggest of all tantrums. Daddy was still on the phone. I was beginning to think that the universe was warning me this bike ride that I had been anticipating the entire day was doomed and a big tragedy waiting to happen.

I used my calmest voice and tried to convince Trevor that it was my way or the highway...which is to say my way was the only option. It didn't work. So, we forced him into the buggy against his will. Not easy. He's got big muscles from eating eggs and drinking regular milk! Devin had to tell Trevor to "BE NICE" because as he was sitting quietly waiting to go on our family bike ride, he got in the way of a flailing tantrum-throwing Trevor.

Regardless, we finally went on our way. Once we were rolling, the boys seemed calm for the most part. But, I was on a lovely bike all by myself, and Daddy was pulling 60+ pounds of trailer and children. He tells me they complained a lot. But, I didn't hear them crying, and Daddy didn't have to stop to make them stop hitting each other. And, it was nice. Especially for me. On my new bike that I love.

No tragedies occured, unless you count all those gnats that died in my teeth and hair and on my shirt and face. I suppose my lovely bike ride was tragic for them. I'm having trouble counting that, though.

And, in job news...my manager's manager just told me that he would like to see me continue working for the company after I move, at least in the short term. I may be a consultant. I may only have a 3 month gig. I'm hoping to be an employee with a 1 year gig, though. So, keep thinking positive thoughts for me! My manager's manager has to convince his manager, yet. But, I have high hopes he will be able to do that.

1 comment:

MOM said...

I am glad you like your new bike. I will use good thoughts that I have learned from THE SECRET to help you in keeping your job after you move. I tried to send your blogspot address to some of my friends so they could see the pictures of the boys at Disney World, but it goes to another Roth family. Could you send me an email with you blog address in it so I could sent it to my friends?
Thanks, Love you all.
MOM