Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
So... yesterday after work, I got on my bicycle and began my trek home. This has been a sometimes trying journey for me due to the uphill nature of said commute. Yesterday was even more problematic. Picture this- Sicily 1945...... OK not so much. Let us try again-
Picture this- Dundas Street, 2012. KZ biking home listening in her iPod (quietly- I am no dum dum) to some LCD Soundsystem - Dance Yrself Clean when I realized a sound that most definitely was not coming from the tunes in my ear buds, rather my "ride".
I popped out one ear bud, and sure enough THIS SOUND was being projected out of my supercycle, varying in tone and severity:
I sheepishly tried to make my way north-- up my usual route of sleepy, one way-ed side streets only realizing that the quieter the road I was on, the LOUDER my bike sounded to those around. So I then tried NOT to pedal (the sound only happens whilest pedaling). That only slowed me down (obviously?) and prolonged my ear-splitting presence!
So I did what anyone would do- MADE IT to Kilgours, parked it and waited for my main squeeze... along with a very deserved bottle of Export to keep me company (hey! I never admitted to being any kind of Beer Connoisseur- I'll pretty much drink it all!).
C arrived, we played some trivia and then (after a few pops) made the final trek 1 km up our street. The bike was making so much noise and C and I just howled the whole way home. Who would have knew that my initial embarrassment could turn into sheer joy - just 3 beers later!!
My poor bike though.
Here she is in all her glory. "Bea Arthur" The bike with the veggie burger bell.
The fact that I have not put a cent into her since I got her back in the spring of 2007 shows that she has been good to me. But it may be time for an upgrade. Of course we will have a look at her and see what the DEAL could be. Perhaps a little greasy-greasy will fix her up real nice... I am hoping at least to get me through the fall.
And then next year- a new bike could be in my future.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
We lost a great woman yesterday.
Sue- we will all miss you terribly. As mom said, you are free from any pain now.
My memories of Susan began when I was very young and would be up north visiting my grandmother "north of the checkerboard". Kelly and I would sneak into Susan and Wayne's apple orchard or ride our tiny bikes around their property singing "Hello Wayne and Sue, Yabba Dabba Doo", a homemade song we still chant today once in a while.
My mother and Sue had a great friendship which dates back decades and decades. They met as young kids and continued their friendship- especially when mom and Pete moved back up north 12 years ago. Mom and Sue were essentially neighbors again! Susan was a gentle, loving woman who loved to harass me about getting married. "When are you and Corey getting married? We need another destination wedding, for chrissakes!" -This a reference to a trip we took in 2008 for our good pal Sarah's wedding to Manny in the Dominican Republic. We made it quite the family affair. A large group of friends as well as Lil Kel & Brother Rob, myself & Corey, Mom & Peter and their neighbors Aurelia and Roy- and then Susan, for good measure!
We had a blast!
Susan was the walking pharmacy on that trip when I found myself covered in Dominican mosquito bites.... or whatever it was that got me. Being a nurse by trade- the woman knew how to take care of you.
My regret is that I did not go to see Sue on my last trip up north. This is something I really have to work on. Death is the most frightening thing to me, and I guess I try to shelter myself from it whenever possible.
I am glad that my mother was nearby.... was always nearby to comfort Sue during her illness.
I will be up north in less than 2 weeks and we are going to do something for Susan. Perhaps plant a tree in her memory, and cheers our glasses with something sparkly.
You can now be with Wayne senior again.