365 days 138-142
We keep each other on our toes.
I tried something with my reflection in a cheap Ikea mirror. Not shabby.
WonderGirl has a bike so husband decided we needed a grown-up sized one to keep up with her. He managed to put it together in less than 10 minutes, no joke. So I thought I'd go for a ride during naptime - and realized it has been at least 15 years at the least that I've ridden a bike. What an odd sensation. And what a ginormous sky. I love it.
Michael sent me some tracks that needed fiddle parts and is hoping we'll record enough songs before our gig next week to put together a small CD to sell at the Scottish games. I HATE recording, but I managed to work through the "I hate how I sound why do I even try?!" takes and laid down some stuff I'm proud of. I'm feeling pumped!
Journaling - one of my favorite Sabbath day activities. It's not easy when I have to help WG with hers then write in the two journals I keep for both WG and the Dude - and the if my tendons aren't screaming at me, I write in my own. I got around to that today.