Saturday, May 24, 2008

Someone Please End This Misery.


Three years ago after we lost everything in that mean 'ol hurricane, I got a new ipod for Christmas.  It was a white mini, and oh how I loved it.  At the time we were also without a computer; so my ever so kind husband told me he was going to buy me a new one.  I only had one condition, that it be white and shiny, to match my ipod.  And that, dear readers, is how Jillian ended up with a Mac.  Which she would grab first in a fire, probably over her dog, or rabbit.

You see, I am not "function conscious", I'm all about form, or looks.  I'm SORRY already!  I can't help it.  It is a detrimental flaw that plagues me every day and prevents me from leaving the house without trying on at least half of my clothes.  I like to blame my father.  Not only because blaming everything on your parents is incredibly liberating, but also because he is intrinsically the same way.  He's an artist, and you might mistake him for gay if he weren't so married to my mother.  He is often referred to as the gayest straight man anyone knows, because he has an impeccable eye for design and style and to a lesser extent because he likes to reminisce about the "days of disco".  And I am the one he asks when he wants to know if this shirt goes with these pants.  We are two peas in a pod.  

Am I patting myself on the back?  No, it is a curse I tell you!  If it weren't for this blasted affliction of style matching, I would have a child seat for my bike by now and I would be quite happy with it too I'm sure.  But no, my neuroses prevents me from settling on anything that is readily available to me in the states.  


I have  found a seat that largely matches my basket liner and is printed in feminine colors, but finding one that I can buy without selling a kidney is proving to be a hard thing to do.  Why America must you make it so difficult to be safe and fashionable?  Why, oh Netherlands, must you refuse to sell your lovely child seats to anyone in America.  Why oh Internet, if  you hold in your bowels a place where I can find a bobike seat, are you hiding it from me?  Is it because of that lie I told about Lenny Kravitz that one time in New Orleans?  If so, I'm sorry.  

I will not stop this search until I have found what I am searching for, and that is a Bobike Maxi + seat in Fiori Blue.  Because not only do I possess an annoying urge to style coordinate everything, but my determination matches that of a pitt bull in a tug of war contest. But, for the love of all that is sweet and covered in sugar,  If you know where I can find this seat, tell me.  I will bear a child for you and pay for it's college education.

On a side note:  We are going to New Orleans tomorrow to ride bikes and take photos, so please stay tuned for some shots of the funky and stylish cyclists of the big easy.


11 comments:

Freewheel said...

Shoot - I sold my bobike mini about a month ago. It had a blue and black plaid pattern. But you couldn't see it in pictures because there was always a darn kid in the way.

Jillian said...

Thank you for thinking of me...albeit a little late ;)
I actually don't want the mini though, my little one is almost too big for it, so I want one that will last me for a while....and remember it has to match my basket liner.

2whls3spds said...

Pehaps change the basket liner to match the soon to be purchased seat ;-) It would still match...

Aaron

mindcaster said...

you mean this one, right?

http://www.bobike.nl/products/nl/bobike_maxi.htm?fluxmenu=m2____m10

It sells for 59 Euros here. If all else fails and it's still cost efficient to ship it over, I'll help you out.

mindcaster said...

I'm sorry, I was reading your post through Google Reader...so missed your picture. Fiori blue version is indeed different and haven't spotted it yet...

Jillian said...

Mindcaster, thank you SO much! I may take you up on your offer to help if we can find it in the color I like. But..since my crash I am a little nervous about a seat without protective support around the body. What do you think? Do you think that because Amsterdam is a much more bike friendly, the instance of child-related injuries is lower and those seats are therefore safer there?

mindcaster said...

Jillian, you're quite welcome, I'm happy to help out spirited cycle chicness in any oppressive car culture :).

It's hard for me to know where to start on the falling bit. True, I haven't heard of any fatal accidents with children on bikes in Amsterdam ever since I moved here in 1993, and dutch mothers have a head start that goes back generations, obviously. In your case, you're still adjusting on your own (it's not like you're going to make the same mistake twice, right?). On your own, you know what areas are not so bike friendly whatsoever and which are. In the same way you will calculate what would be a good route to bring Ellie along. Once you do, you'll automatically sense your mother instinct take over of your cycle chic urges :).
Ergo, I can give you pointers and words of encouragement, as I do recognize and respect the difference in cycling pedigree, but like my mom said when I was little (no pun): "You still want to ride your bike, right? Then stop crying, get back up and get going!" (there's Dutch no-nonsense/pragmatism for ya)

Hope it helps!

mindcaster said...

thinking further, I would say: just practice near your house. Practice and practice, until you feel comfortable enough to take it further. Baby steps at first, but you'll make giant leaps pretty soon, I'm sure!

mindcaster said...

I'll stop babbling...pictures will most likely speak louder than words

http://amsterdamize.blogspot.com/2008/05/encouragement-post-for-jillian-in.html

yogacowgirl said...

i'm thinking you can try this seller...it's worth a shot? good luck

yogacowgirl said...

oops, here it is:
http://tinyurl.com/3opsfl