Thanksgiving

Greetings to you now that we are post-Thanksgiving and post-Black Friday. We are having a low energy Saturday morning, contemplating the laundry that once again demands our attention. One of the great mysteries of the universe is how two people can wear so much clothing.
Behold one of the great inventions of our time, Latex. This is a photo of my front tubeless tire. It's bleeding! There was a cactus sticker in it, which Jim removed. Since my tire is full of liquid latex, it is sealing the hole, and my beloved will not be required to take any further action, such as changing a tube. Happy we are with this tire!

Look dead center in the photo. This is what one picks up out in the desert, it's amazing to me that they can actually make it through the tire.

Wednesday morning we went up to McDowell Mountain Regional Park near Fountain Hills for Thanksgiving with friends of ours. I swear the Chamber of Commerce should pay us to stay home. Every time we go, there is abnormal weather. Two years ago we had rain and it was cold. Pictures are here. This year it was sunny and cold. At least it was not raining.
Wednesday and Thursday we rode in the park, it was very pleasant. Thursday's ride convinced us that if we want to do more significant uphill trails, we will have to train harder.


There was parade Thanksgiving morning in Fountain Hills. There are taken from the hotel room so they aren't that clear, but it was too cold to walk down there. I know, I'm pitiful. It started off with vintage Thunderbirds.

Followed by the Boy Scouts.

And then there was the ever popular Thanksgiving Barber Pole. I'm unclear as to its significance.

Thursday after riding - Jim is freezing.

Peggy and Roger by the fire.

The fire.

Roger and Peggy have a new kitten. His name is TJ. He's a good cat, he is accepting walking on a leash with good grace. Is he not the cutest kitten ever?

We had a very good two days at McDowell. We got to spend time with friends we don't see often enough, drank a bunch of really good wine, and enjoyed some excellent meals.

Friday morning, we were leaving Tempe. While waiting to make a left out of the parking lot, the car in front of us inexplicably pulled out in front of an on coming car (who was perhaps traveling faster than was prudent). The driver of the black car was very fortunate, she was not hit in the door, which would have resulted in her being hurt.

The white car had two adults and two children in it. No injuries what so ever, let's hear it for child restraint systems. The older daughter was sitting in her car seat and very calmly asked her Mom, "does this mean we're going to be late?" So, the life lesson here is look both ways more than once.

Other than that, it was an uneventful return to to Rincon West. It's good to be back.

Well, I suppose I should get up and go do laundry. It's threatening world domination from the floor of the closet.