Pedals Replaced With Bonnie-Dog's Help

Last night I had a brush with Danger when my pedal broke off between Madison & 3rd Aves.
Sorry for the litter! I didn't realize what was truly happening until the traffic was really flowin'

When I got home, Bonnie dog assessed the damage.


Then today I rode the bus & subway to work because it was snowing.
Biggest flakes I've ever seen! We closed down the office at 2. Yay!


I got home nice and early. I needed to walk Bonnie, so we multi-tasked and she towed the bicycle to Larry & Jeff's. She literally pulls really bad on her leash. This was kind of hilarious and awesome. (I was walking/steering but she really helped pull it!)




I asked if they could "order me some cute pedals" but they didn't seem too much into that idea. I was advised that I need something more grippy or something, and less-cute until after the winter.

When the guy helping me was asking about what kinds of shoes I'm riding in and I proceeded to explain "Boots with mid to high heels" I could see the "OMG" in his eyes.

Bonnie was welcomed inside the shop. She looks handsome in her horse-style coat and gold Martha Stewart for PetSmart leash & collar.


We waited for the new pedals to be put on and I fielded questions about Bonnie's and my history together. I also had them replace the totally missing for weeks screw on my chain guard. Clank, clank, clank!

There isn't a photo of the new pedals yet... but they look like little kid rugged-style pedals. That makes me happy. They're small and fine, but they're groovy enough that I will have to be careful that they don't rip my tights or pantyhose.

If the skies are dry I plan to take a joy-ride down to Chelsea to check a little Rauschenberg Exhibit before it closes.

Rainin' Rainin' Rainin'

NYC is floating away. It's so rainy & nasty. Today I wanted to snap a pic of a really tacky Firebird but I was too busy holding my umbrella and resume folder. I had a great "pre-interview" and probably for the first time spoke of the Major incident of being on Martha Stewart in a way that doesn't make it sound like I need to follow that or pursue milking that connection. I explained it like "it's a creature that will live forever, but I don't have to feed it often at all, so I should get some other job as it is not a distraction." And I think that worked.

I hate that my birthday is always in this gray, cold, nasty time of the year. If I ever get into the witness re-location program, I am going to relocate my birthday to Labor Day Weekend or some hot-time with big sales. Or maybe when we have some extraneous money, we can relocate from a gray, cold, nasty place and go somewhere lovely & warm.

Tomorrow the job search is going to take a back-seat. I'm turning in a personal statement and some resumes for something very un-fashion that I'm excited about, then I'm going to the preview day at The Whitney for their Biennial show. I know I'll love it, I'm just really scared it's going to be very busy and over-flowing with little-old-ladies.