Weekend Rides // State Route 303



Saturday ended up being beautiful, so Ed and I headed down 303 to visit Bear’s in Ravenna. It was our second time at the shop, but our first time taking the bike and it ended up being a very successful trip. Ed found a seat, dipstick, and gas cap, and at the end of our visit his Mom showed up with her friends for a quick look around. They rode with us back down 303 until we got to Valley City, where we split off to take yet another ride down River Road.

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Ohio Fun



I went to Ohio this past weekend for a high school graduation party. It may sound lame but getting together with that side of my family is ALWAYS a good time. I got to hang out with family members I rarely see, see some friends and drink some beer and had a great 5-hour conversation with a German guy who I can’t quite remember the name of right now (though I sure wish I did).

Up above are images of:
Top & bottom – Old-school sprint car that I checked out while hanging at a shop I used to work at with one of my best friends
Middle, top row – Nutty wallpaper and an even nuttier cousin
Middle, bottom row – The main house that I grew up in (mom still lives there) and my feet “going Greyhound”

Good times. I think I am actually looking forward to my next trip back.

Productive Weekends



While Ed was locked away in the bedroom, working hard (interruptions frowned upon), I ended up getting a lot done on my own. After a trip to the store, I pulled out the sewing machine to work on a project that was long overdue. Hopefully I’ll wrap that up next weekend. With my main project as far as it could get without another store visit, I also managed to fix a pair of awkwardly fitting jeans. Score!


I also desperately need to finish some knitting that Ed has been bugging me about for over a year, so I started that back up again. I’m a horrible girlfriend. Beyond that we managed to make lasagna for the first time, which made us feel like real adults. I’m super excited to have some hiding away in the freezer for another night on top of the large portions we ate Saturday and Sunday night. Sadly, even after a successful afternoon of weekday lunch cooking, I never feel prepared to go back to work Monday morning. I can still think of a dozen things to get done around here instead.