I've been gone for a few days because the lasting effects of my migraine included nausea, vomiting and dissyness. How exciting is that?
When I get a migraine, I'm usually out for a couple of days. The meds I take can leave me in a state of exhaustion. But today I want to share with you the art my spouse and I engaged in. No, it is nothing sexual but of course it could lead to some sexy muscle flexing, and Ab-showing.
Alas, we are both very out of shape and in need of some good excercise.
Meet Amy our lovely bike rack! Amy's last name is Yakima.
She is heavy as fuck but so far is doing an excelent job at adjusting. Though she is black, I decided to whitewash her name so it would be "easier" to say 🙃
Amy (short for Amyierrashias) is from the amazon. It took her only 2 days to reach her new residence. I'd say she made it in "prime" time. She was pricey, about 229 dollars so our expectations for Amy were super high. Like-don't malfunction while we are on the road.
Amy was a total asshole when she first arrived. Her weight forced me to use muscles I didn't even know I had. Her looks were deceiving because though her silky black skin made her look skinny, one hand was not enough to get her off the ground.
Her body however! Perfectly beautiful and exactly the way she was described by all her reviewers.
But she was in a new country, probably had to learn a new language, and was experincing a new culture. The weather was also a factor when it came to moving in with us. She is going to freeze her bum off. She would also be handled by new fresh hands who would learn to do it "her" way.
And we did. With youtube and a very shitty instructions book (book came with Amy), we wrestled with our low knowledge of assembling a bike rack onto our Rav4.
It was hard because we depended on Amy's litte book of instructions. But what we soon realized was that the instructions were for a different type of car; not for ours.
So, back to the drawing board we went. Luckily we found a nice man on youtube who would efficiently guide us in our endevour. He helped us better understand Amy's language.
It took over an hour to secure Amy onto our Rav4. We later took it for a test drive, unlatched her and went off to do our other daily requirements.
When we got back upstairs, that was actually when my migraine started.
Today, Amy, my spouse and I decided to get a head start and make sure she was securely placed on our car so we could take our bi-yearly trip to Martha's Vineyard...we wanted to show Amy another part of the USA and we wanted to finally be able to bring our bikes to g-ma's house.
We did it! We assembled the rack put on 2 bikes, got the dog, teen, and luggage in the car and we made it to the boat in good time. The picture above is of the bike and rack making it safely to Woodshole. Now we are just waiting to make sure we get to the house.
Where's the art in this you may ask? A real artist would have found it. The combination of straps, racks, frames, adapters, rope, suction, strength, patience, heat, fear, assurance, compliance and so much more is all a part of the art it took to bring our bikes to the vineyard.
We have been empowered to make every aspect of our life a form of art!
Stay tuned for my Art blog on crocheting my hair while sick.