so…here I am all snuggly in my jammies…
I’ve had my first “ride” of the season, laughs, more riding, more laughs…
and then I came home and at the last set of lights from home, which is about 3 car lengths from my driveway, I’m sitting at the red behind this woman in a VW Jetta singing away to my tunage…
and doesn’t she take it upon herself to wash her windsheild?
and doesn’t about 2/3 of what she sprays come completely over her car?
and doesn’t it skip my front end and my windshield and get me right in the yap?
cos honestly – when is my yap ever closed??
but I digress….
I came home and had a meal and my meds to stave off the boggie man and then I had a hot soak in the tub to relax all them muscles that I haven’t used since September (who knew I had muscles there???) and a little icy hot for the stiff shoulder…
I climb into bed and think “this has got to be just a little bit of heaven”….
I close my eyes and just before I drift off – I picture the sight my eyes beheld upon arriving at Timmies this evening and my eyes snap open as I remember…my brother’s and sister’s of the road clapping and cheering…”The Pickle Lives”
Damn I love this club!
cos I know that you all know how much it means to me to be back on the road – and I know that you all know how much you all mean to me….
and here I sit…me, the story teller…without the words to say it in a manner that will touch each and everyone of you the way your friendship has touched me
so Thanks
and….say g’night Dick!
