So far it has been a very quiet day at Birdie’s nest. Woke up at 8:30 and was going to go back to sleep but I find that now that I am older I can’t do that anymore. Off to the couch I went with coffee that grew cold and is still sitting beside me hours later.
About 13 years ago I bought a bike. I have rode is maybe 4 times. Why? Because I am 5′ 3 and all the adult bikes were too big for me and the children’s bikes were too small. With this bike I could just barely reach the ground on my tippy toes which is very scary when you want to actually stop. For about 12 years and 11 months I thought about cutting the pole part of the seat to see if that helps. I got around to it today and what do you know it worked! I can put my feet on the ground now. There is also an app called Garage 529 which registers your bike in case it gets stolen. Around here the chances of your bike getting swiped are astronomical. If your bike is left it will get stolen. It’s just fact. Here is a my bike with the seat in a lower position.
It is not fancy or expensive but it’s a bike so there’s that.
Trump doesn’t get mentioned too often on this blog but … amonymous…amonylous. What a knuckle dragging Neanderthal. My husband and I watched that about 10 times and it just kept getting funnier.