Mrs. Ha now has a a Schwinn Collegiate ten, at nearly the cost of a new GMC roadbike. Bike shops tend to be expensive, and Mrs. Ha doesn't fully trust my mechanical ability.
My Columbia Royale 12 speed is back on the road with a replaced chain, and I can even get all 12 speeds, after some front deraillulller adjustments.
Next up, fixing the real deraiillluller on a 24 inch mountain-style bike for nearly eleven year old. It's getting there, but it drops the chain very easily, and nearly eleven year old had her first lesson in how to clean black greasy hands (orange gojo then pumic soap then regular soap).
In the long term, we have a garbage picked women's Huffy Sportsman three speed to deal with, it was probably made by Raleigh in England in the mid 1960's.
The push bike section of this diary is complete.
We have to get rid of our compost pile, the rats infesting our street may use it for nesting material. It sucks we have to throw out biomass now, we had a nice pile of strawberry stems going to waste. On the positive side, we've seen on dead rats for weeks, and the poison is not being eaten.
We have a few weeks to get our yard in shape, the kids want birthday parties at home. I already started reseeding the bare patches with that squishy blue stuff. Tonight's plan is hole concreting, weed and brush pulling, compost clearing, garden bed arranging and maybe wrenching on the Kawi, it seems a waste to cage in this nice weather.
The Toyota is happier though, at a garage sale Friday I bought a pair of Jensen speakers to replace the Toyota ones in the car. I had to cut the hole in the door with tin snips to make them fit, and one cone has a hole in it, but it still sounds better than the cheapie Toyota ones. I'm hoping the modest amount of attention I gave the Toyota appeases the automotives gods so I can get a few more years out of it.
The Windstar is happy, less than $700 to get it to pass inspection (brake work, new tires), which is a lot less than the Volvo would have been.
I went through a Naval Warfare kick not too long ago, reading At All Costs and the Last Stand of the Tin Can Sailors. The Last Stand of the Tin Can Sailors was the story of a bunch of small US warships (destroyers, destroyer escorts and escort carriers) fighting off a group of Japanese battleships and heavy cruisers. By most rights the Japanese should have crushed the carrier force, but luck and tenacity and radar controlled guns were on the side of the Americans. It was a riveting and gruesome story, naval battles were bloody, if far from newspaper reporters.
At All Costs was the story of a convoy to relieve the siege of Malta, centering on the huge oil tanker bringing in fuel for the AA radars and generators and submarines based in Malta. A but less exciting then Last Stand, but still a good read.
Yesterday was the school picnic at the local Y camp, and it was a nice but hurried time, as we had to go my parents later that day. I spend most of the time shadowing nearly six year old, though I visited with airforce_dad and newspaper_mom and a few others. af_dad and mom have themed tattoes, he has a blue spaceman and she has blue dragonflies, each on the belly. I think they're new. Thursday is the last day of school, with another picnic.
I took off Friday to work on the house and hit a few garage sales. We let ten year old sleep in since they were up late for exhibitions Thursday night (five year old doesn't need as much sleep, or at least gets out of bed quicker). I offered to ride her to school, but she didn't want to go. Later that day after school I gave her a ride around the block, she liked it. She does need heavier pants to go riding with, even if it's just to go to school.
Also on Friday we bought another air conditioner, an 8000 BTU window unit for downstairs, leaving us with two 6000 BTU units upstairs (just call me UKOD). I put the upstairs ones in last night (they're predicting 90 F today and tomorrow), the one which we had kept in the basement stank of cat spray. I got it mostly off, or maybe I'm getting used to it, one more reason to dislike cats. Anyhow, how are you beating the heat?
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