Flea Market Finds

There were fewer vendors at the Colliseum flea market this month but I still fared pretty well in finding some treasures. The metal can is made for ashes but it will work well for securely storing bird seed and squirrel corn on my patio. The real excitement came when I found a woman was willing to part with her yarn swift at an unbelievable price and I can never have too many Longaberger baskets.

Girls Just Wanna Ride

Took the day off from work and called up the girls to go riding with. We got up early to hit the road meeting up with Karen at her gorgeous home in the country. Dawn finally got her bike started and came riding in (pictured). Then we were on our way taking the back roads to Aggieville in Manhattan for lunch. We made the mandatory road stop for mexican food, chips and beer. It was a great day of riding and I'm now up to 900 miles. Thanks Melanie for the great meal and letting me crash at your place.

Baby Cardinals

Last Spring we had a finch and robin nest off our front porch. This year it's a nest of three baby cardinals. The parents have been busy caring for them and it's a good thing I'm keeping an eye on them because one of the babies fell out of the nest today. It was so vulnerable just laying there and I grabbed my garden gloves (less scent) and placed the tiny guy back in it's nest.

March Sock of the Month

Obviously, my knitting has taken a back seat lately to my golfing. I'm way behind and just finished one sock for the March Sock of the Month Club. Yeah, I know -- it's now May! The Mt. Hood pattern is written for unisex which means (note to self) "slouchy" as a woman's sock. Now the challenge begins in trying to match the striping for my second sock. (It would be so much easier if only I was free willed enough not to care about the stripes matching up perfectly). I picked this pattern because of my fond memories of going to Mt. Hood with my Grandma Penny and Aunt Rita.

New Motor Miles

Our goal this weekend was to put 500 miles on my new Crossbones motorcycle so we made a trip on Saturday to one of my favorite riding destinations: Bad Brad's BBQ in Pawhuska, Oklahoma. (Most people give me a funny look when I tell them I'm going to Oklahoma for lunch). The food was great as always, but the ride back home was tiring with gusty winds and then rain in Ark City. On Sunday, I took a bonding solo rode out east on Highway 400 to finish racking up a total of 503 miles. Harley requires this break-in mileage on the new motor and now I can take her back into the dealership for a steering head adjustment and change of fluids. After this we'll be good for 5,000 miles.

Homecoming

I've had six years of good memories and 40,000 miles of travel on my custom HD Softail. While I'm excited about getting a new 2008 HD Crossbones, it made me sad to turn the old one over for trade. Today we made the deal, wrote the check and husband rode it home for me in the rain. Breaking in a new motor will give us a convenient excuse to hit the road this weekend. She's a beauty.

A New Bike

A couple months ago we went to the Harley dealership to buy my husband a new seat and ended up ordering me a new motorcycle. It finally arrived today and I got to go see it being assembled. It has many retro, old school features starting with the Springer front end and way cool fat tires. I almost can't stand the excitement to bring her home tomorrow.

Strike a Pose

We call our dog, Sexy Sassie. She's the only pet I've ever known who will pose for glamour shots. She'll just lounge around and look at me like, "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful!"

A Whole Lotta Golf

I'm hooked - bad. I used to make fun of people who wanted to chase a little ball around and now I'm one of 'em. I'm not even retired and have played three times this week. Would've played four had the winds not exceeded 40mph on Friday. I love this game and the time I get to spend with friends on the course -- three of them knit, too! Laurie and I joined a women's league so we would be committed to play every week and we're already seeing improvements and making new friendships along the way.

Black Minisweater

The minisweater strikes again.