Anyway, here's a brief and very random rundown of what's been going on with the non-knitting side of me...
My birthday present from Jeff arrived on Friday. I know, I know. After 4 years of college rowing I swore I would never get on another erg in my lifetime. But our rec center got a couple of rowing machines last year and I tentatively got back on one day and realized that it wasn't as bad as I remembered. Talk to me in a month and I'll tell you how I feel about it. At least I don't have a coach breathing down my neck AND I can watch TV while I do it, which would have never been allowed at OSU!
Here it is all set up in our (tiny) spare room upstairs. It's a Concept2, just like the ones we trained on in college and like the one I owned before I sold it to come up to AK. As you can see, there's a lot going on in the room. It serves myriad purposes, such as our closet, my yarn room, our tv/reading room, loom storage space, and knitting blocking area. And now it has an erg! It's set up right in front of the tv so I can watch tv while I pull my little heart out. I did my first workout on it yesterday and it felt great! A little sore today, but I have to start somewhere.During my birthday weekend, we went for a walk up the Taiya River in Dyea with Lori, Andus, and the dogs. It was a gorgeous day and we saw a few eagles and luckily no bears!
The walk up the river was a great way to work off some of the great food that we had consumed at my birthday party the night before at Trisha and Spencer's place. It was a lot of fun, but I ate so much I pretty much had to be rolled to the car. Note to self...don't mix bratwursts and sparkling cider. Not a good gastronomic combo...Anyway, here's a shot of me and my little buddy, Josh, eating the delicious dirt cake. The crazy smile on his face continues to crack me up.
Here's a shot of the cuter-than-anything breakfast that my boyfriend fixed me for my birthday breakfast. Yeah, that's right. It's a face. And he's going to kill me for posting this and showing the world his softer (and dorkier) side.
And, finally, it was time for me to blow out the candles on my mini-cake. This was after a longer-than-planned day of work on my actual birthday, when I came home to find the house perfectly cleaned and a cute homemade birthday card waiting for me on the table. **Sigh.** What a great day.