Last year I bought an old Raleigh bicycle (with fenders) for sixty dollars. Her name is Eglantine. Today I took her in to a tiny bike shop that just opened up the street so that she can get a tune-up, and be all happy and shiny for the summer! For some reason, this makes me feel really pleased with myself- I’m not sure why- I am just paying some dude with arm tattoos to pinch my tires and turn some screws. Wow, that sounds dirty. Anyway, I don’t know why I feel so self-satisfied. But I do.
In other news, I am growing basil, cilantro, and lettuce in window boxes on my porch! I’m especially proud of the lettuce- I planted seeds, and now they’re sprouting happily and looking all baby lettuce-y and I feel like a proud mother. Mother of lettuce.
Also, I am learning the ballad “The Death of Robin Hood” on the harp. It’s terribly gloomy, and doesn’t alway make sense (why would a nun want to bleed Robin Hood to death?), but I love it anyway. I have to be careful of the lyrics, because Magill makes up dirty versions of the ballads I sing and sometimes if I don’t pay attention to myself, I sing the dirty version by mistake! You don’t even want to know what he turned “He drew a lusty strong bow” into. No really, you don’t.
Sometimes Beans gets the funniest expressions on his little cat face. I call this one “Smug.”