Hi Chica!

hannah and kara

When I see most people for the first time after telling them that I’m pregnant they embrace me with a hug and congratulate Barry and me.  A few people have rubbed my belly and, as I’ve mentioned before, many of my students are at the exact height where tapping on it seems to be a great way to get my attention.

On the eve of Thanksgiving Kara and Ryan stopped by my parents house after they finished their meal and were heading home for the evening. I hadn’t seen Kara in a couple months and she was smiling huge as she bolted towards me. Before I knew it, she gave me a quick hug and was down on her knees cupping my belly yelling in a ultra high-pitched voice, “Hi, Chica!!! Hi Chica!!!”

It was classic. Barry and I can’t quite get the right tone and are wishing that we had an audio clip to play because we’re pretty sure that little Chica loved the recognition from Kara.

November Car Versus Bike Results

November is dark, cold, and wet. I seem to forget that every year. However, thanks largely to cutting back on car trips, I was able to log more miles on the bike than in the car.  Barely.  I made just 10 solo driving trips for the month.  All but 3 of those trips were part of my work commute to the train.  Last month I said I was going to try and cut some of the drives to the train out of my life by riding to the train station.  Well, that happened exactly once.  It seems like the whole month was one big down pour after another.  Just not appealing.

November Totals:

Biking Total: 62 miles
Driving Total: 56.75 miles

Which brings my entire challenge totals to:

Biking Total: 332 miles

Driving Total: 328.7 miles

September and October Logs

Do You Hear What I Hear?

sparky

I live with a horrible ringing in my ear. It gets louder and sometimes is quite faint. Right now it is really, really loud. When I listen to the radio it sounds like there is too much bass in eardrum. Too bad I’m not one of those people that likes to cruise around and blast my sub woofer so the whole world can hear the beat to my music.

I feel like I’ve got a ghetto blaster in my right ear and when somebody talks too loud or I say something in an odd tone. The beat just beats on and on. If only I knew how to go acoustic, I’d be thrilled. And belive me, I’ve tried.