Sunday, August 8, 2010

The next report

Isn't it strange how you can actually forget what day it is when you're on vacation away from your regular routine? That's happened a number of times over the last few days - I've actually had to check with Ole and ask him what day it was. Sometimes he didn't know either. I guess that's when you know you're truly on vacation.

The only part of my regular routine that's left is the fact that Simon and Lucy (two kitties) still maintain their 6 a.m. vigil of wanting their breakfast. I swear they sit on the floor watching the clock tick by the minutes and the second it turns to 6 o'clock they come charging into the bedroom, jump on top of me and start parading up and down until I give in and get up to fill their dishes. Wonder why they can't go on vacation too!!

Yesterday we decided to go into Sturgis and get some serious shopping done before the big crowds arrive and everything gets picked over. One of the things these manufacturers need to remember is that not everyone wears a size 2 - which is what most of them seem to carry. Of course they look cuter on the hanger I'm sure than the size gigantous that I wear. So my friend, Karen, and I went in search of those gigantous sizes and were successful. I've got everything purchased that I intended and don't have to worry about that anymore. It was nice having room to move around in the vendors instead of having to push your way through and sometimes even having your items snatched right out of your hands because someone else thinks they need them worse than you do.

I've severely limited my shopping this year because I refuse to buy anything in a shop that's run by a bunch of Rag Heads. Sorry Folks, I know that's not politically correct, but too damn bad. After several of the experiences I have had down here dealing with these people I can't have any other opinion. Last year I even ended up going to the police about one of the vendors and was successful in having his license removed. But that's a story for another day.

I've been looking for a new leather motorcycle jacket and think I've finally found one. What drew me into the store was the sign hanging outside "made in America", Cleveland, Ohio, actually. Unfortunately, the jacket I fell in love with has to be custom made and will take about 6 weeks to get. I haven't decided yet if I want to wait that long, but to this point haven't seen anything else I like.

One of the interesting things about Sturgis is all the strange things you see on the street. It was SO HOT yesterday that I felt like one of those eggs that you fry on the sidewalk. I was sitting on the street bench waiting for my yolk to get solid when THIS came driving down the street. It was 92 degrees and he was in full leathers and a full face helmet and gloves. He stopped to pose for pictures and I swear I could see the sweat running out from under the helmet. To each his own I guess. I'm sure there will be more oddities that are much stranger as the week progresses.

I'm not sure what the plans for today are - it's cloudy and looks like it could rain. Maybe it will be a bit cooler then. In all the years we've been coming down here I can't ever remember it being this humid. Hot yes, but usually the humidity is quite low. This year it's just like back home - sweltering.

Love, Lena


harrietv said...

Not everyone wears size 2. I am looking forward to the day when you can get accurate measurements (maybe by running a mouse over your body) and find clothing that fits. Proper size for me is in the gigantous zone, but those are all too long.

Last week my daughter came home with a pair of -- clamdiggers? long shorts? -- marked size 0. I really don't understand size 0; does that mean we're not really here?

Marge said...

I have a grand daughter (age 24) that wears a size 2. I didn't wear a size 2 when I was 2 years old! I'm with you on the real people sizes!

So hot and humid today that we're just hiding in the house. I can remember no time in the past when it was this humid. UGH!

Keep posting those photos!

~ Sil in Corea said...

That is one gorgeous leather jacket! If they're good tailors, it will fit you like a glove!

Ahhhh! Bollocks on the "sizes" they claim. I don't pay any attention to those. If it fits through the shoulders and covers my "front porch" with a bit to spare, I'm content. Length...well, some of my t-shirts make nice nightgowns. ;-)