Me, Fishy and Number 43

It was Me and Fishy, nobody else was home, as the clock turned 43 years for me today.

Tresa left me my present on the table.  I wasn't sure what is was, but it felt like Tintin books.
Maybe she re-gifted Kieran's books?
I didn't ask for anything, nor did I want anything.
Nor did I wish to accidentally slip on the stairs and cut my toe too.  I thought I'd only stubbed it, but I cut my skin.  Not a lot of blood, but it stung a bit.  But I was not going to let it deter me from having a good day today.

There were decorations on the walls.  And a sign on the window celebrating my 43rd year.  Tresa is always great about doing these artsy signs from leftover paper bags from retail stores.  Kieran has 4 of them.  He's kept them from when he was 4yrs.
I've been riding my bike a lot this year.  Been really enjoying it. The weather has been great!  Even getting pneumonia in late May didn't hamper my desire.  I was back out on the bike nearly 4 weeks later.
:-/
Yep pneumonia can put you out for weeks.
I even got myself a fast new bike!
Forget titanium.  This cruiser is the way to go.  Wide seat, ape hanger bars, flat pedals. 6 speeds, i think.  Big fat wheels.  Reflectors.  It's just missing a basket and tassels.
Felt like I could go to the 7-11 and back with Slurpee in no time!

This is what you get for bringing a bike back from Hilton Head.

I came home from my hill ride just in time to see Kieran and Tresa heading off to violin lessons.
The plan was to see Brave at the movie theaters when they got back. But dinner was ready and I had to eat and get cleaned up when they got back.
It was me and Fishy again.  Maybe it was because i was stinky from sweating?  But my sweat doesn't stink?  Does it?
It was just me and the Korean BBQ ribs and corn and green beans and salad, with organic dressing that Tresa had made before I got home.  Yum!

I opened the present Tresa left for me.  And it was triathlon magazines.  This one with Lance on the front.

I've only done a few races, I like them.  But the stress of getting to the race and setting up and the daunting open water swims, have prevented me from doing more.  Maybe I'm just not so gung ho and want to live with less stress. I still do the swim, run and bike workouts like I'm training for a race.  I just don't race.  I'll do another one.  Still debating about Bracebridge race.  Maybe i'll do it anyways.


Or maybe Tresa is trying to send me a subtle hint?
I either need to get off my couch potato arse and work off this gut and look more like Lance.
Or go to the cottage and practice my open water swims, so I can swim with the fishes.
Or she thinks I should take EPO?
She said she only takes blood at work, and not the other way around.
I have been feeling fatigued.

We left to see the movie Brave.  It was busy, it's not like Two dollar Tuesdays.  It was 7.99 Tuesdays for each of us.  Plus popcorn combo pack of 17.98 + taxes.  It's now TwoHundred dollar Tuesdays.
There were lots of teens and kids.  Some kids looked like they were there on a double date and the doubles looked uninterested or awkward.  Maybe he should've used AXE spray?  Then she would've been all over him like in those commercials.  Then it would have been awkward for everyone else.
In any case, figure out your tickets out of the line so I can get ours, dang it!
It was a Pixar movie and it was great.  I didn't know what it was going to be about, but it was good.

It was a pretty happy birthday.