Our next door neighbor is learning to play guitar. I know this because his open screen door wasn’t far from our open bedroom window at nine o’clock last night. As he worked his way through the opening chords of “Smoke on the Water” (over and over and over and over and over) I consoled myself … Continue reading On Physics and Fear
Tag: Biker
Taking Off the Training Wheels (in Prayer)
When we were motorcycle-shopping, Jon jokingly threatened to buy me a bike with training wheels---though he then reassured me that he wouldn't humiliate me like that. I think the issue goes deeper than avoiding humiliation, though---what I need most is to build the gut-level confidence that the bike will, indeed, stay upright even without Jon … Continue reading Taking Off the Training Wheels (in Prayer)
First Solo on the Bike
I had my first riding lesson today. Well, okay---"riding" would be overstating the case. But I was moving, and I was alone on the bike! Jon finds it crazy that I'd never even ridden dirt bikes as a kid (he's been riding since he was seven!)---and that means everything about biking (except for passenger-ing) is new … Continue reading First Solo on the Bike
The Catch-22 of SR-22
Well, I'm a day closer to getting my driver's license back. I'm also a day past when I thought I was getting it. Do you ever wonder who made up "the rules," and what they were thinking? I knew I'd have to get SR-22 proof-of-insurance as soon as I got my license back (it's one … Continue reading The Catch-22 of SR-22
Love Languages & Chocolate Sprinkles
There's a new key on my ring that I can't use just yet, but I'm carrying it anyway because I'm excited about this unexpected gift from my husband. I'm still sort of in a state of disbelief about it, to be honest. I can't quite believe I really have this key, let alone what it … Continue reading Love Languages & Chocolate Sprinkles
An Empowered Shade of Orange
So... I'm going to be back in orange again. And this time it's not going to be picking up trash along the freeway as penance---I just landed a job as a Home Depot cashier. There's a tiny part of me that wonders if I shouldn't sigh and shake my head at myself, past forty with a … Continue reading An Empowered Shade of Orange
Views From the Roof
On the list of things-I-didn't-think-about before living in an RV: we have a great balcony with a great view. OK, it's our RV roof, but the "great view" part is true. Our park is situated right next to a semi-pro baseball park (Boise Hawks, a farm team for the Colorado Rockies) so we have front-row seats … Continue reading Views From the Roof
Kana's Chronicles 