It's been a month or so since I've really blogged anything about me, myself, and I. I've been busy with work. Seems that Snoopy continues to dig Des Moines and wants to keep us all busy so he can eat the primo kibble. It's a good thing and I thank God I have a job.
Dan and I rode up to my parents' place over the 4th. It was my first weekend trip to somewhere away from central Iowa. I had been plotting this trip for weeks, trying to figure out which route I'd take to get to Highway 20. Well we left early on Sunday morning and as I was riding over Interstate 35 I thought to myself, hmmmmmm...should I ride Interstate 35 to Highway 20. I battled with myself for a couple seconds and then I was putting my turn signal on so that I could turn around and head back to Interstate 35. I stopped in the driveway of the Iowa DOT in Ankeny and Dan pulled up along side me. He was like...what's up? I smiled at him and said...I think I'm up for Interstate 35. He said...REALLY? I smiled back...Yep, let's do it! Dan led us onto the Interstate and before long I was passing him and leading us down the road. It felt so awesome riding 70 -75 mph. I was so digging myself. Yes my friends, I've kicked the fear to the curb and I'm finally enjoying myself and my beautiful chrome horse Sadie. We were one with the road and I was in a state of pure bliss! I've noticed that people look at you a little different when you are a chick and they realize you are riding your own motorcycle. It's a cool feeling, especially when you know the guy looking at you is thinking...damn, I'm a freaking wimp compared to that little momma. he he he! On Highway 20 there is a bridge that goes over the Iowa River. Every time I've gone over that river since I bought Sadie I always think, I can't wait until I'm riding over this on my bike. Dan knew my thoughts on this so when we were getting ready to ride over the bridge he pulls up along side me and I'm smiling like a Cheshire Cat. I even let out a Yippeeeeeeeeee! It's those little moments I tell you that make me truly love life.
The ride home wasn't too shabby either. I even road in a brief shot of rain. It was a great trip. I almost got my little niece Sydney to sit on Sadie but she only wanted to look. I felt special too because my Mom told me she was really proud of me and my riding. I always wonder what my Mom and Dad think since I didn't grow up in a biker household. Guess they've always accepted me for me and this is ME!
The Indian Larry MC Owners' son,
Aidan Jack Seeger; age 6, needs your help. He is in need of a bone marrow transplant. He has been diagnosed with a rare brain disease called Adrenoleukodystrophy (ALD). If you want to see if you are a match for Aidan or any other person that needs bone marrow please go to the
National Marrow Donor site and register for your kit.
I wish I could be a donor but after my bought with Leukemia I can't so please do it for me by becoming a donor. My Prayers are being sent to the Seeger family and to adorable Aiden. I pray that this little cutie finds a donor that can help bring him back to Great health.
So the other day I was driving passed one of the local malls and there were these young men protesting Guantanamo. I don't care, protest whatever you want to but don't freaking stand on the American Flag. Do not disrespect our American Flag in anyway at all. People have died for that flag and for you so that you can stand on the corner and protest Guantanamo. Ok...I need to step away from this topic because it's making me mad yet again.
I'm feeling the need for a little Zepplin so please take the time to enjoy a little Misty Mountain Hop with Robert and the Boys. Robert Plant...Mmmmm...mmmmmmmmmmm...MMMMmmmm!
Keep on a Smiling and Keep on a Riding!
IHG
