Friday, April 20, 2007

My dirty laundry

I'm out of pants.

Michael and I haven't done laundry in forever, and I am finally out of pants.

Yesterday I wore that pair. You know that pair. They're sort of in the back of the closet and you don't throw or give them away because they fit and they are okay...but you never wear them because there is just something funky about them. Well, I had to wear that pair yesterday, which means that today, I am out of pants.

Seeing as how it was too cold to wear a skirt, I went rummaging through the sweat pants stack. I found a pair of Prana yoga pants, with a little bit too much fuzz and kitty hair on them. And thats what I am stuck wearing today. Luckily, I work at a place where that is dressing up.

I hate not having pockets though.

I have no idea when we are going to get caught up on stuff at home.

I have bike parts all over my house, dirty towels on my stairwell, mud in my toaster...and no pants. But we are heading to Livermore tomorrow and will be there for the weekend to play and race in the rain and to drink all of David and Monica's wine.

This is what happens when there are no adults in the house.

There is a limit to what I will put up with however. The other day I headed over to Santa Teresa for a quick sunset ride. I was rushed but determined to get a quick ride in. My bike still had Sea Otter mud and yack all over it. And that was fine, I could deal with that.

But when I pulled the bike out of the car, I noticed that the Sea Otter number plate was still firmly attached.

Nu-uh. There is a limit to my goofyness. And riding around Santa Teresa with a Sea Otter number plate is that limit. I went searching through my car for anything to take the damn thing off, because if I couldn't, I was not riding. You know?

I tired pliers, screwdrivers and the brute force of my bare hands and that plate would not budge. I was starting to bum out. But fortunately, I found this goofy ass Pink Swiss Army knife thingie that my former work gave me when I left (i dunno) and the little pull out scissors did the trick. I couldn't shift real well, mud was still clinging to the frame and I didn't have enough air in the tires. But the ride was all good.


At 1:04 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger PAB(a.k.a.CID) said...

we left the clean towels on the banister. they were folded so they should have looked clean.

left a pair of pants there as well. not sure who they belonged to though. the shorts were definitely olafs.

yes, we did some laundry on our "off" day last weekend.

does that make us adults?

At 1:09 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger jeninsb said...


what is this laundry you speak of?

At 1:12 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger X Bunny said...

this post is actually written in code to warn your teammates not to line up next to you at this weekend's races cuz your jerseys are sorta stinkey

At 1:29 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger Ippoc Amic said...

funny funny, where are the pics...why is there mud in your toaster?

At 1:34 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger Olaf Vanderhoot said...

i like you out of pants.

At 1:54 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger Velo Bella said...


May 4th really is No Pants day

At 1:55 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger Velo Bella said...

Fortunately, I have more jerseys than I have pants...

At 1:56 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger Velo Bella said...

there's mud in my toaster because i parked in the mud at Otter

At 2:32 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger marscat said...

This is what happens when there are no adults in the house

okay, now i understand what's going wrong at our pad.

and another fantastic pic.

At 3:45 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger ginmtb said...

Ultimate nerd alert - race number plate on your bike on a regular ride.

At 4:02 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger Velo Bella said...


At 4:12 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger ginmtb said...

I usually take my number off before the bike goes back on the car rack to drive home.

What did you use to affix that number? Real zip ties? You can actually remove zip ties without cutting them - just need something like a paper clip to push that little retaining piece back and then voila! Slips right off (and you can even reuse them if you want). Once you see it done it is easy peasy.

At 4:14 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger Ippoc Amic said...

i forgot your cute little vehicle is called a toaster...i knew there was a coffee pot...cus' i saw one

At 4:33 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger meh-wee-uhn said...

Monday, May 4th now on the calendar.

Did you know today is Naked Pizza Friday? Because it is.

Also, I find the fanny pack a great thing to have for those "no pocket" situations.

At 5:33 PM, April 20, 2007, Blogger lauren said...

ooh, the number thing.

wednesday, i did the same thing. went to take the bike out for a ride, saw the number and instead took the other bike out.

the toaster thing was confusing.

At 3:06 PM, April 21, 2007, Blogger velogirl said...

take your laundry to livermore.....maybe david will do it for you while you race!

or just wear dirty pants!

At 12:11 PM, April 23, 2007, Blogger bbElf (a.k.a. panda) said...

I always know it's time for laundry when I'm forced to wear skirts...somehow I never let myself run out of clean bike clothes, though. Gotta have priorities!

At 8:37 PM, April 23, 2007, Blogger Lilly Bella said...

No Pants day is on the Friday before cinco de mayo! Sounds like a weekender of No Pants mixed with salsa dance.

Party at the Villa

Oh yeah you're driving pantless to hoo. Hey, Maybe I'll go too! We can all drive pantless that Friday to LA. Just don't get pulled over, or at least wear a fresh pair of undies.

At 9:19 PM, April 23, 2007, Blogger Kimberly Turner said...

i want to join your blogosphere! too bad i live in so-cal (santa barbara)! You guys seem to have way more fun! I know what you mean about bike laundry... :-)

At 12:24 PM, April 24, 2007, Blogger Eclectchick said...

Sounds like time to call in sick to work and take a sick day. That's what I usually have to do in the end.

Hope you get caught up soon! Getting behind on house junk reeks.


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