Bike Stuff - Baby Stuff

My Mom got a bike a while back for like 10 bucks. A Schwinn Supersport with a 'ladies-frame'. After researching the serial number DGxxxxx I learned that it was built in April 1971.

She let it sit out in the rain and I saved the poor beast recently and performed a little magic. I added a shiamno front and rear derailur, sun-tour shifters and front wheel from the bike a got for a buck last summer. Yesterday, I replaced the shifting cables, cleaned up a 'new' chain for it put it back on the road. It's really pretty decent now. WAY better than what I started with.

Baby stuff. The shower did go very well. It was crazy to have the women in my family all be in the same room at once. Something that hasn't happened in probably 20 or more years. The funniest line of the day was my paternal grandmother saying to my mother 'Is your house still as dirty as it used to be?' "Yes."

So yeah, we got a lot of good stuff for the boy. The room is done and ready. --------------->

And just for comparison sake, the room to start.
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Descending Hens

Saturday approaches. Hens from three states will be flocking to my house bearing gifts for my son to be. Mothers, Grandmothers, Aunts, female friends, pregnant female friends, and small children all destined for my home and a multi-hour session of womanly, baby oozing preparations. Estrogen Central.

My tasks, as reported in a previous post, are to prepared the house like Martha Stewart her self is due for arrival. I finished the hardwood flooring on Saturday and I only have one wall and one closet remain to paint. Re-installing doors and base molding and the easy part is done. Then its yard work (mowing, trimming and some painting), garage re-organization, cleaning, sweeping, moping and semi-final room preparations/ decoration to do. I’ll need a beer, or six.

Luckily during Baby-Fest 2008 I will be taking the dogs to B-Ham with my Dad and Brother where we will wait it out. Wife also despises girly-girl shit, so I am hoping the Festival of Estrogen will end sooner rather than later.

After it’s all over, I get the feeling that’s when it really begins, and will never end.