Vroom Vroom!

So we're having a mid-life crisis. Or we've lost our minds. Or maybe it's just me, and I'm going off the deep end. Doesn't feel like it though! I'm excited - for Mother's Day, my dear husband has bought me my very own two-wheeled death machine!

This has sort of come out of the blue, I guess. It started back in late February - Matt wanted to get a motorcycle. He'd had sport bikes in the past, but had always talked about getting a Harley. He went the sport bike route and purchased a ninja back in early March because of the people we know that ride around here, the ones Matt would most likely ride with had sport bikes. Well, Harried Mom and Harried Dad are no spring chickens and we get aches and pains when doing things for extended periods of time. For me, washing my floors like Cinderella makes it hard to stand back up straight. For Matt, riding the ninja caused him a great deal of pain in one of his arms and the luster of the sport bike dulled quickly. Within I think 5 weeks, the ninja was sold on Craig's List, and the Fat Boy had come home to us from the Harley dealership.


Can't say that I was particularly upset about this turn of events, as for some reason, Harleys just seem a little safer. Call me crazy. Anyway - before Matt brought his bike home, there was the 'should I buy a backrest for a passenger?' discussion. I said, no, I'm not going to ride it with you, that's crazy, we'd need a babysitter. I think that changed early one Sunday morning when I was running & saw a bunch of people ride by on their bikes - one that stood out to me was the guy riding with his lady-friend on the back. She just looked kind of miserable, peering around his head to see where they were going. That is NOT going to be me, I thought - I want my own bike! (In my mind, it's also safer for me to have my own - that way, God forbid there is an accident, we don't BOTH end up in the hospital...)

Leave it to Matt to take an idea and RUN with it. Ok, it wasn't just him - we both spent a good bit of time trolling ads for used bikes & I found this one in a town not too far away in West Virginia. The more Matt looked around & researched good bikes for women, the more convinced he became that this would be the right one, and that it was a fantastic deal.

There's this little bag on the front where I can keep my license and phone,
and maybe have room for Pocket Edward left over :)

So Friday morning we loaded the kids in the van and headed over to get my new bike, and Matt rode it home for me.

Now I just need to learn how to ride it.

And then I can be just like Bella :)
Well - subtract the vampire boyfriend and wolf best friend, then add back 20 years, a husband and four kids - but other than that, yes! Just like Bella!