Dust yourself and get back on that pony

I previously shared that I had injured myself just a little bit. If your squeamish better leave now! There is no blood but it is a little ugly.

Here is how it happened-

The other half was monkeying around with the little trail/dirt bike he has. Giving the kids rides and having some good old fun! I heard some words of confidence in my riding abilities-mind you before he purchased this bike I never drove anything with two wheels faster then I could peddle! I had boyfriends before with motorcycles but never did more then sit on the back and enjoy the ride.

I gave it a whirl...I was having fun!

I even got up my confidence and went a little faster and further then I have before. I was a natural!

NOT

I would like to travel through time to talk to who ever designed motorcycles.

Why is the throttle right next to the brake?

Because maybe some moron, who has no business sitting her arse on one, might in a moment of panic confuse the two.

It could happen!

When you start to fall you should not have to remember that the gas is next to the brake! I present the proof that I forgot. I would NEVER post a picture of myself in a swimsuit here but with you I will share my road rash!

day 3--love that shade of purple, how about you? Yup, it is giant, I suppose swelling is to be expected. Damn! Knee sprained too-ouch!

Lessons learned

1. Always wear a helmet, I am glad I did not have a headache to go with my limp
2. Throttle is on the right hand grip...oh yeah, the brake is around there somewhere too
3. Fall down far away from the rest of your people, that way no pictures will exist of actual fall-so glad!
4. Make sure the kids see your giant "owies" so next time they have a tiny sliver you can remind them how tough you are-then offer to amputate their foot. That always works!
5. Always get back on one more time after a fall-who wants the last time you did anything be the time you wiped out. I did and am glad-it hurt but I am glad.


** correction: my husband has advised me the brake I was supposed to use was by my right foot. Apparently the one by my hand is a secondary brake for the front wheel. I think his telling me this has now assured I will never ride it again. At least my car only has one brake for me to make it stop! **

Peek-a-boo!

I am taking part in Blessed Country Moms new Friday Peekaboo Friday--Mostly because I injured myself and I need a day to recoup before I join the living... Just wait for the story-it's a doosy! In the mean time enjoy my peek-a-boo picture of my Mega-Moo.

a rainbow to brighten your day

My eldest made a little bit of art for you all. Enjoy... she promptly ate it so the picture is all I have left.

tip for using a pay shower

When you see this sign your math skills are very important!

Do not confuse it with 1 minute 25 seconds

1.25 minutes =1 minute 15 seconds

Not a huge difference unless you are showering with your

daughter, bring only 3 quarters and are planning to rinse your
hair last. If you do that, you just may end up rinsing your
hair in the ice cold bathroom sink. I'm just saying.

That extra 30 seconds would have been so nice!

Catch ya later!

I am taking my kidlets camping till Thursday with 250 cub scouts. Wish me luck! Hope for sun! Pray for me-I will need it!

Try not to have too much fun while I am kid wrangling.

Has it been that long already?

My invite came but I am avoiding the party.

I hated high school. My boyfriends were older or attended other schools, most of my friends were at another school.

Why do I need to go back and try to pretend to be something I am not?

How many of you attend your reunions?

Cake and Ice cream for all!

Happy Birthday to my neighbors to the north!

It has never been a secret that I as long as I have been grown I wished I was Canadian. Really! It is not that I am a scrooge and hate America I just think Canadians rock it like no one else. I love to vacation there so I can be extra friendly and say "ay" more then I should, since I am from "the states", as they call it.

This in fact is my dream car for the last several years. Can you see the roof. LOVE IT!

I suspect it may come from my wanting to be different and what other way to be different then to come from somewhere else? I was even told by a family member that nothing was stopping me and I could move there. I forgive him--he would miss me. I know that, he knows that too!

I make no apology for wishing I was a Canuck!

With that I must give a big holla out and say Happy Birthday Canada! Your present is in the mail!