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Does eating at Denny’s count as an adventure?

Sunday, August 27th, 2006

Michael and I have decided that we should make this a blog that contains more than just posts about adventuring. I haven’t decided what to rename it so I’m just going to skip that for tonight and write.

I’m typing this on a real keyboard. And I’m clicking with a real mouse. You see, today I (err, Michael) set up my new computer. It’s a Gateway with a 17-inch flat-panel monitor some dual-core something or other that made Michael drool at Best Buy. All I care about is that it is 50,000 better than my four-year-old Compaq laptop whose U key stuck since day one. It’s faster and prettier and I can compute like the wind. I also ordered a Microsoft Natural Ergo Keyboard 4000 from Amazon. I’m going to type with much fanciness. It should arrive at my latest possible convenience since I consider myself a free super saver.

In unrelatedness, Michael and I were doing the got-distracted-by-life-and-Sarah-forgot-to-make-dinner business so we were at Denny’s at 11 p.m. tonight. Across from us was this guy talking to two fairly ugly girls. One looked like she walked out of a Green Party convention and the other ordered a steak “as bloody as possible” and eggs “as yolky as possible” (to people with language/eating skills — that would be “rare” and “sunny side up”). Now, this guy starts talking about how he would never walk outside barefoot and the only trails he likes are made of concrete. Michael, of course, calls him a girlyman and we continue eating our Zesty Creole and Two Sausage and Cheese Bowl. Then it happens.

“Why would anyone marry a soldier except for the money?”

Our girlyman has said what has possibly been the worst thing I’ve heard while eating breakfast at almost midnight at Denny’s. Perhaps he hasn’t noticed but soldiers make jackshit. They make more than what they’d made working at McDonald’s in the ghetto, but joining the military isn’t exactly a get-rich-quick scheme. These are also men who are willing to sacrifice their lives, to become killers/defenders/heroes, to be stationed thousands of miles from their families, to lose their sense of decency, to follow orders and save countries so that I can eat my damn sausage in safety and comfort.

Women marry soldiers because they’re human — and lovable — like the rest of us. Some woman out there finds that soldier sexy, intelligent, dedicated. I doubt a woman finds the girlyman to be any of those things …

Weekend warriors

Monday, August 7th, 2006

Michael reminded me that I haven’t written about our adventuring yet. This weekend we went biking on Saturday. I had to work from 10-4 so we got a pretty late start which was probably best anyway because of the heat. We changed clothes, collected our new biking gear (gloves for Michael! a pink water bottle for me!) and installed the bike rack. The instructions, as usual, were completely useless. The more stuff I try to assemble, the more I understand why men are the way they are. Well, we loaded up the bikes and headed out to Brown County. It’s such a pretty place. There are some parts where every view around every bend looks the same but I’m not bored at all because they’re equally breathtaking.

The reviews for the mountain bike trails made the first part seem like it should be fairly easy. Well, maybe they’re easy for a seasoned biker but for a girl like me … not so much. I fell within the first few minutes, acquiring an awful looking bruise on my right hip. I decided that the point of biking is to be having fun, and if I’m not having fun I should stop. The paths were littered with rocks and I was scared the whole time. So Vermie (my brand new red Columbia bicycle that Michael got me for my birthday!) and I waited at a playground. While I was there, I played on the swings and listened to a shaggy haired man from Martinsville play “Knocking on Heaven’s Door” at his family reunion. Michael kept going and kicked his own ass, which is good and bad. I’m glad he had fun, but I worry that he’s going to get hurt. I’m glad he’s conceded to take his phone with him in case of an emergency. On the road from the playground back to the car, we whizzed down this hill. Vermie got up to 30 mph! Insanely awesome.

Today we decided to do some geocaching. We printed out the info for three but we only got a chance to find two before it started getting dark, too dark for me to see. We had a nice hike and saw some bones and some holes (sinkholes? ROTC?). This was the first cache where we got to deposit some of our signature items and the first where we picked up a travel bug. Michael was excited! We also had a fun time finding a clever one hid at a newspaper stand. All of this adventuring has been awesome, but we’re definitely exhausting ourselves. Michael and I have both discovered how hard it is to manage work, a relationship, adventuring, and all the other hobbies we both enjoy. Hopefully, we can find ways to integrate photography, geocaching, biking, and hiking and still have time to sleep! Speaking of which, I’ll be headed to bed soon … I’ve definitely been kicking my ass lately!

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