The 25 hour Day….

It has been a busy couple of weeks… Several birthdays (including mine!), The World Cup, an episode of food poisoning, overseas clients coming in to visit at work to mention a few. Let me tell you that this blog isn't the only thing that was ignored.

Big baby actually had cob webs all over her! On top of that the Volty needed a few adjustments after I got new tires for it week before last. Even after the second adjustments it’s still making noise, mainly the chain (properly lubed). Either it wasn't tightened enough the second time or some deeper problem …. Whatever it is the performance of the Volty has taken a hit. 'The Mechanic' is busy these days since he’s rebuilding a 400cc Honda from the ground up.

Rode Big Baby to Negombo for the first time two weeks ago, but didn’t take the scenic canal road (written about in my earlier post) but the airport road instead. They are still resurfacing it so it is a bit annoying to ride on. Also way more traffic than canal road. But Big Baby was a dream to ride as always. And got there 15 minutes earlier than when I did the same route on the Volty. But the riding position is a bit uncomfortable on Big Baby compared to the Volty, especially for long rides, but not much to complain about other than a few cramped biceps, which you can live with.

But back to the reasons why I haven’t been on the blog in a few weeks. There hasn't been enough time in the day; to cook for and feed two dogs, wash and iron office clothes, feed ourselves, get in a few episodes of whatever we are watching these days. There is help from all around to do all those things, but I’m so tired and feel like I haven’t rested in a month.

Of course there was enough time in between for some levity, as can be witnessed below….

My friend posted a picture of his son on FB..

                                                     Soon my son, soon!

My post followed...

                                                Soon my puppy, soon!

(For anyone in Canberra they are selling that Kawasaki Z750!)

But of course these are all excuses, and just having turned 30 it sounds more ridiculous…. I’m actually loving it being 30 years old. At 30 you aren't old enough to actually feel old, but not young and broke like in your the 20’s. You have a bit of money to have fun, and you are mature enough not to do stupid things but young enough to do them once in a while. It’s awesome!

I can’t Imagine though what it must be like for my friend who has another kid other than the one on the Kawasaki, and he’s only like 26 year old or something! He is a flying instructor though, so I guess he has that! Hehehe…

Well that should be enough for now…. Maybe I should make this a photo blog! XD

Chandiya…..

She is way braver than He was at Her age…She is my little Chandiya. He makes friends easily still at one and a half years; She’s suspicious and barks at strangers already at three and three quarter months. She is very loyal, and very protective of the pack. She likes to boss Him around. Good luck Kuku Boy, She’s already got you wrapped around her little paw (a state most of us men in the world can relate to).

She loves her Ammi a lot, but cannot understand why Ammi goes away every night only to return the next evening. Taththi also goes to work, and she thinks every morning he will never come back and is leaving her forever.

She plays the truant with her ol’ Pops and Mamma who look after Her while Taththi works. Messing up the garden, spilling water all over her self and rolling around in the dirt till she looks like a hairy warthog.

But She loves to cuddle, He never did. He used to wait till I called him to me for some scratching under the chin or belly. He feared his Taththi’s wrath. But She needs a lot of cuddling time, and She loves being held, lifted, and all sorts of other cute things throughout which she stays nice and mellow…without getting too excited and ruining the experience for both parties….. I think this is why everyone likes being around Her …

Poor Kukku Boy used to be a ball of energy which annoyed everyone in 3 seconds…Now that He’s older and more mature and disciplined people find his company more pleasant. But He still gets a bit wild/stressed and excited, especially when Chandi Girl is around.

I wanted to get Her used to my motorcycles, to test her courage. First time a few barks, a couple of annoyed whines….Next time a bit of reserved ignoring and distance….Third time I brought Her on it, and started the engine later… She didn’t bat an eyelid.

She loves her Taththi very much….and She is Taththi’s precious little Angel…

Comprehension….

Ok fine….I might have been a bit too hasty with my previous post. She handles extremely well for a big girl. She is such a smooth personality; I have to name her….Big Baby. The gear box is the smoothest thing I have ever clicked back and forth. And the brakes, I believe is a combined braking system, stops on a dime with perfect balance and stability. For an experienced rider she is a dream to handle. I’m not saying I’m a veteran yet, but I’m not green like last year either….

I’m starting to understand why that idiot who I bought it from rode the bike like he stole it….She is just made to leave anything that moves eating her dust….

I can’t believe I even considered buying a crappy Honda Hornet, with its shitty gearbox, and the stigma attached to people who ride hornets in Sri Lanka…with all due respect; we all know Hornets are ridden by stupid-idiot-show-offy squids in SL…(pretty Hypocritical for someone who had considered buying a Hornet a few days before buying Big Baby, I know).

I’m glad I didn’t get the Hornet….Big Baby is the most disciplined and controlled explosion of speed I have yet experienced in my life….and she listens like no other to what you want to do, and she is already there, as soon as you think you want to be there…..

It rained like a mofo the day I brought her home…I got caught to the rain just before the Mabola SL Navy petrol shed on the Colombo/Negombo road….Waited there for the rain to subside and refueled her…Was really worried the whole day about this first ride, since it was fairly long and she being a new motorcycle to me….But everything just fit, and worked so smooth. No conversion training was needed. The whole experience sublime, even the rain!

Love at first sight….nothing can beat that…..await further adventures of Big Baby, Me and Juje (I think I mentioned her as well,  in an earlier post ;) )…

Here's Big Baby, at home in all her glory....