O.K. Something tells me I shouldn't be biking. My last three bike rides have been disasters. First, a flat on the trace in the pouring down, 50 degree weather (that felt like 30 degrees), then Mary's dog bite, and today, on mile 7, on a hill, my chain broke!! Luckily there were no small children around to hear the string of profanities that came out of my mouth as I pulled the chain off and threw it into the woods. I pulled out my phone to call Jaz, anticipating his response to leaving work to come pick me up. Then I started thinking about the time it would take him to get me, plus the time it would take to drive me to get my car at H's school, and I realized I could just walk the 7 miles back in the same amount of time, plus I'd get the exercise while I was doing that. I'm sick, I know. I was the crazy lady walking her bike (in clip on shoes, not an easy task) down Granny White and Belmont Boulevard.
Halloween again! We were thinking that since we moved to a busier street we might get more trick or treaters, unlike our old street which no one came to. We were lucky to get 2 or 3 sets of kids. Well, it's 8:20 and we've had a grand total of 3 sets so far. I think that these days, kids are doing the neighborhoods where the houses are on smaller lots and much closer together, or doing the mall or church parking lot thing. H didn't trick or treat this year. I just think 14 is too old, although she may have been the only one in her class who didn't go.