 I am Thursday Thirteen-less today. Since I started doing that meme, the weeks fly by and this particular day keeps sneaking up on me. I tried to think of an in-a-crunch throwaway list this morning, but no dice. And I know I promised to blog about something writing-related, but no dice there, either. Romanceland burnout, I guess. I’m a person easily discouraged and the recent goings-on, while interesting in a train wreck sort of way at first, were starting to drown me in a sense of doom and despair, so I had to shut it off, so to speak. I’m hoping this weekend will recharge the batteries. I get to go riding for the first time since fall, and…*drum roll*…we’re not taking the boys! :boogie: In honor of this amazing event, here’s a list of things every woman should know before going 4-wheeling (unfortunately not thirteen things): * Make sure your personal grooming has been meticulously attended to before hitting the trails. Tick check is significantly more humiliating if you look like you’ve been drinking gorilla milk. * Pay special attention to that upper lip and eyebrows. Trail dust clings to even the finest of hairs, and you do not want to arrive back at camp—or at a trailside restaurant—with an Adolph ‘stache and a unibrow. Trust me. * Pack an empty cup with your gear. It is almost impossible to hang your ass over a log without encountering suspect foliage, even more suspect insects or pissing all over yourself. But any woman can pee in a cup. Of course, you then have to stand around wondering what the hell to do with the cup. * At some point—generally when facing a large amount of water or mud—the guys will say “ladies first”. This is not an act of chivalry. * It’s natural to be a little paranoid about being in the forest with starving wild animals during those days of the month, but take comfort in knowing that—in your current mood—you’d scare the crap out of anything smaller than a full-grown rabid Kodiak anyway. * Four words: Really. Good. Sports. Bra. |
So nobody told me it was Thursday
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There, if I dress like that I’ll only look like a gorilla in a nice fedora, eh?
I’d go. I think. Can’t remember being forced to pee in a cup since childhood. Of course, can’t recall being far enough away from a bathroom for so long to have to NEED to. Man, I gotta get out more.
But now I know what we’re gonna do this weekend. The ATV needs a little service and some riding.
It’ll be in ma’s backyard, but hey, it’s better than nothing!
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Thanks, I needed that :rofl:. I too am currently 13less, but will try to throw one together before heading out to the Dayjob (bleh). Have a great weekend and enjoy the ride :nod:
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Amazing the things we think are fun, huh?
I think we’ll just ride the bike. We’re actually supposed to have sun this weekend. Yes! :woot:
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okay, now this sounds like fun. i wanna go.
the tick check… ick… hate them. I remember taking the kids camping and when we got back, the DH took care of the monster and I looked over the bratlet. Poor girl had one in the worst imaginable place for girls. icky.
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I managed to come up 13 things today. I’m so proud of myself.
Sports bra. Yep. Worth every penny.
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Hmmm, yeah. :shrug: Doesn’t really sound like fun to me. I think I’ll pass.
I’m not doing TT either, I’m running some contests and well…:wink: I forgot.
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Ah, yes. Ticks. When we did our trek east a couple years ago, #5 got one on the worst imaginable place for boys. At the worst imaginable age to have to ask for help removing it. Poor guy.
Or should I say, poor Dad, who got to do the honors. :eyebrow:
Ticks aren’t much of a problem in this part of NM, BTW. Or chiggers, or even mosquitoes. One advantage to living in a dry climate. :thumb:
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I’m taking notes. My DH wants to get a 4-wheeler. I want a horse. I have a feeling he’ll win out.
Nice to see another New Hampshirite.