It's 11:30pm.
I should be sleeping, I have an interview tomorrow...buuuut, I had to get an episode of The Tudors in. And now when I want to sleep the dog is barking her fool head off. So I'm going to tell you about an item I'm lusting for. Kind if weird, I'll grant you. But after a hiatus of 24 years im again drawn to wanting a shiny new bike.
My last bike ride was with Peta Carney. On Waiheke Island which in in Hauraki Gulf, not far from my childhood home in New Zealand. The details are foggy with so much time passing but I remember it being very fun.
They say you never forget how to ride a bike. After today's experience I can confirm this is a bare faced lie. I had forgotten. In fact I really could tell I had forgotten when I came around the corner of the Walmart garden center storage area and crashed into a row of shelving. Did I mention, I was dressed in my church going onsom which included my cashmere pashmina and aurora borealis vintage crystal necklace? At least it was a classy crash right?
Regards of this must unfortunate incident I am still on a jag for a bike ... and this one...the tuquase one, with the dog basket in front, pink paint highlights and travel coffee mug/adult beverage holder might just be the ticket.
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