CH finally chose to wash something other than his kit today, and contributed to the greater good of the household by doing some washing. This is announced to me this evening in the following words.......
"I did some washing today! Cos that's what I do. The cleaner, that's what they call me!"
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Pimp My Ride
I often wonder if CH has convinced himself that he is on a daily episode of Pimp My Ride (bicycle style) as he strives to have the lightest, fastest bike known to man. The constant grooming, upcycling, and purchasing that is involved in keeping his bike up to scratch is phenomenal.
In more recent days, however, he has managed to peel his eyes away from his other love and set his sights elsewhere. I have been dragged into one of the delusional episodes of 'Pimp My Ride with the Notorious CH'.
I should have noticed the subtle clues that have been gradually appearing over the past few weeks...........new handlebars strategically placed in the vicinity of Old Red's resting place, random discussion about Old Red, suggestion of a few 'improvements', and then he hits me with it.........his grand plan to 'Pimp My Ride'.
While I am greatful for any attention that wavers in the direction of my bikes, I have become quite attached to Old Red just the way he is, and I did hold slight concerns that CH's idea of Pimpin and my idea of Pimpin may just not be the same. My fears were confirmed when he arrives home from work this week, and I knew he had a new purchase to show off, because he runs from the car to the back door on the days he has a new toy, and on the days he doesn't have a new toy.........well I am yet to find out what happens on those days! Anyhow....he appears in the doorway with a huge grin on his face and produces the most contrasting combination of bicycle accesories I have ever seen............a wicker front bicycle basket and a bike seat emblazoned with flames. 'Surprise!'
It was like country meets goth, Peggy Sue meets Hells Angels. It's Shania Twain out the front and Metallica out the back.
Unsure as to what kind of a concept CH was trying to achieve, I asked what he thought when he looked at my bike, now that it was 'pimpin', to which he replied........"It's RAD! I've still got more to put on though. It's gonna be pimpin.' And then, accompanied by an evil laugh, he says, 'Wait till you see the flame tires I have for you and the skull grips!'
With such convincing enthusiasm, I wondered for a brief moment if perhaps I had it all wrong? Maybe it does look okay? I guess there is nothing left to do but to rely on the response from the general public now, as I wheel around on the new and questionably improved Old Red.........or I could find someone else who can remove bike seats.
In more recent days, however, he has managed to peel his eyes away from his other love and set his sights elsewhere. I have been dragged into one of the delusional episodes of 'Pimp My Ride with the Notorious CH'.
I should have noticed the subtle clues that have been gradually appearing over the past few weeks...........new handlebars strategically placed in the vicinity of Old Red's resting place, random discussion about Old Red, suggestion of a few 'improvements', and then he hits me with it.........his grand plan to 'Pimp My Ride'.
While I am greatful for any attention that wavers in the direction of my bikes, I have become quite attached to Old Red just the way he is, and I did hold slight concerns that CH's idea of Pimpin and my idea of Pimpin may just not be the same. My fears were confirmed when he arrives home from work this week, and I knew he had a new purchase to show off, because he runs from the car to the back door on the days he has a new toy, and on the days he doesn't have a new toy.........well I am yet to find out what happens on those days! Anyhow....he appears in the doorway with a huge grin on his face and produces the most contrasting combination of bicycle accesories I have ever seen............a wicker front bicycle basket and a bike seat emblazoned with flames. 'Surprise!'
It was like country meets goth, Peggy Sue meets Hells Angels. It's Shania Twain out the front and Metallica out the back.
Unsure as to what kind of a concept CH was trying to achieve, I asked what he thought when he looked at my bike, now that it was 'pimpin', to which he replied........"It's RAD! I've still got more to put on though. It's gonna be pimpin.' And then, accompanied by an evil laugh, he says, 'Wait till you see the flame tires I have for you and the skull grips!'
With such convincing enthusiasm, I wondered for a brief moment if perhaps I had it all wrong? Maybe it does look okay? I guess there is nothing left to do but to rely on the response from the general public now, as I wheel around on the new and questionably improved Old Red.........or I could find someone else who can remove bike seats.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Choose Your Own Adventure
Lately CH and I have been like ships passing in the night. With trips away, busy work schedules and visitors we have had very little time to just hang out and enjoy each others company, until today. Prior to today, CH and I had organised that we would both clear our schedules and hang out together. Unsure as to what we would do I asked CH for some suggestions.
Suggestion #1 from CH
"We should go to a cafe and watch the Tour the night before and then we can sleep in"
I explained to CH that I am feeling in desperate need of an amazing nights sleep, so a late night wasn't really on my agenda, and suggest that perhaps we could grab a DVD to watch earlier and then he could move on to watch the Tour.
Suggestion #2 from CH
"Oh yeah, we could watch a movie..........I've got some Mountain Biking movies we could watch"
Hmmm.......as tempting as that offer was I had concerns that CH could overdo it watching a Mountain Biking DVD as well as the Tour, so was able to gently persuade him to consider other viewing options. We enjoyed some quality viewing which didn't invovle bikes, and the suggestions for the following day rolled on........
Suggestion #3 from CH
"Lets go Mountain Biking tomorrow!"
At this stage I recognise that CH is die hard and will not let up until I participate in some form of cycling related activity - I would much rather participate than watch and I know that CH has been bursting to take McRad (His mountain bike) for a spin, so it is with great enthusiasm that I agree to go Mountain Biking.
We arrive at the Mountain Biking trails and CH chooses then to provide me with the following comforting news
a) He doesn't really know what he is doing as he has never ridden his MTB before and he is unsure as to where any of these trails go, so he isn't sure how long we will be or where we will end up.
b) The MTB that I am using (which is on loan as a demo bike) is a $6000 bike, so try not to break it. No pressure or anything.
Upon receiving this news it is with little confidence that I embark on my first ever Mountain Bike ride. CH led the way, shouting back instructions to me as I navigated the track a short distance behind him ('stay left', 'jump that log' - the second instruction resulted in me on the ground) and his luck struck again as he took us on a perfect loop, which ended up back at our starting point. The bike that I had was awesome (as you would expect from a $6000 bike) and after a few spills, grazes and lots of mud I was wondering why we had never done this before! It was RAD! The ride was completed with CH exclaiming 'Finally, a type of cycling you really like!'
Suggestion #1 from CH
"We should go to a cafe and watch the Tour the night before and then we can sleep in"
I explained to CH that I am feeling in desperate need of an amazing nights sleep, so a late night wasn't really on my agenda, and suggest that perhaps we could grab a DVD to watch earlier and then he could move on to watch the Tour.
Suggestion #2 from CH
"Oh yeah, we could watch a movie..........I've got some Mountain Biking movies we could watch"
Hmmm.......as tempting as that offer was I had concerns that CH could overdo it watching a Mountain Biking DVD as well as the Tour, so was able to gently persuade him to consider other viewing options. We enjoyed some quality viewing which didn't invovle bikes, and the suggestions for the following day rolled on........
Suggestion #3 from CH
"Lets go Mountain Biking tomorrow!"
At this stage I recognise that CH is die hard and will not let up until I participate in some form of cycling related activity - I would much rather participate than watch and I know that CH has been bursting to take McRad (His mountain bike) for a spin, so it is with great enthusiasm that I agree to go Mountain Biking.
We arrive at the Mountain Biking trails and CH chooses then to provide me with the following comforting news
a) He doesn't really know what he is doing as he has never ridden his MTB before and he is unsure as to where any of these trails go, so he isn't sure how long we will be or where we will end up.
b) The MTB that I am using (which is on loan as a demo bike) is a $6000 bike, so try not to break it. No pressure or anything.
Upon receiving this news it is with little confidence that I embark on my first ever Mountain Bike ride. CH led the way, shouting back instructions to me as I navigated the track a short distance behind him ('stay left', 'jump that log' - the second instruction resulted in me on the ground) and his luck struck again as he took us on a perfect loop, which ended up back at our starting point. The bike that I had was awesome (as you would expect from a $6000 bike) and after a few spills, grazes and lots of mud I was wondering why we had never done this before! It was RAD! The ride was completed with CH exclaiming 'Finally, a type of cycling you really like!'
CH surely needs to be credited 10/10 for trying to come up with ways to spend some QT together. He sure knows how to treat a lady ;).
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
The Return Home
Having been away visiting family for the past week, I was keen to return and see CH and be back at home. Upon returning it's always interesting to see what CH has been up to and what the house is like, as it paints a picture of what went on in my absence..........
The folding that was sitting in the dining room when I left..........still there.
The chocolate that I left on the bench when I left.........gone.
The fruit and vegies that were in the fridge when I left.........still there.
The money that was in our account when I left.........spent (McDonalds, Grill'd, etc etc).
The bed that was made when I left.........a littering of bankets spatter our bed.
The tiny amount of washing left to do..........well the lycra's washed - the rest of it......still there
Ah, yes it's good to be home?? :)
The folding that was sitting in the dining room when I left..........still there.
The chocolate that I left on the bench when I left.........gone.
The fruit and vegies that were in the fridge when I left.........still there.
The money that was in our account when I left.........spent (McDonalds, Grill'd, etc etc).
The bed that was made when I left.........a littering of bankets spatter our bed.
The tiny amount of washing left to do..........well the lycra's washed - the rest of it......still there
Ah, yes it's good to be home?? :)
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