Thursday, July 29, 2010

Motorcyle Momma!

Greetings Pooka Family! Hope everyone is having a great summer. I don’t really have any plans to go away right now so decided to just have fun with mini adventures. Staycations, that allow me to be outdoors while enjoying the weather. Experiences that are not to far from home that still provide a good time. While in this frame of mind I decided it was time for me to take my very first motorcycle ride! Thats right…just call me Motorcycle Mama Lynn!! Now my husband is a true motorcycle man from before our marriage. He recently purchased a beautiful new bike and was anxious for me to ride with him. I made excuses for as long as I could family lol! I knew it was my wifely duty to ride off into the sunset with my husband. One beautiful Saturday morning we both decided it was time. I put on my jeans, and sweat socks and boots (not those high fashion boots…don’t you have anything else said the husband!) Well I admit that it was a little warm but I must toughen up if I want to be a true rider. I was concerned that the helmet would not fit over my new afro but it did. Wait a minute, I feel a little warm in this helmet, there is not much air in here, I DON'T THINK I CAN BREATH!! (Just lift up the shield Donna to let air in said the husband!) Oh…. that is better. Ok, okI put on my bad to the bone jean jacket and walk toward the bike. What if I fall off the bike, what if I need to stop to go to the bathroom, what if this helmet will not come off over my afro!! I change my mind. I DON'T THINK I CAN DO THIS! (Yes you can says the husband. Get on the bike!) Ok.. I am on. This is great but we are standing still. I give the husband some rules. If I knock on his helmet that is a sign I am experiencing danger and he must stop. (can we go now says the husband!) we go!!!!!!!!!!! Knock, knock, knock….do you see that stop sign I scream! Knock, knock, knock we are approaching a red light! Knock, knock, knock there are no mirrors so I can help you drive! Knock, knock, knock I think my afro is getting bigger under this helmet. (Donna please stop knocking on my helmet and just sit back and enjoy the ride says the husband!!) Oh ok, I can do that. Hey, this is not bad. We are approaching the highway but I am calm people. Ok..not bad it is smooth sailing. Family, THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!!! I think that I was actually destined to be a motorcycle mama my whole life and didn't know it. I have missed out on so much but it is never too late. We ride to our family bbq and stop off for Ritas ice before we head home. What a perfect summer adventure!!! Family, this motorcycle stuff is really no big deal…once you get the hang of it. So look out for me on the open road this summer. I will be the one zooming by with the pink motorcycle helmet! Thats right…Motorcycle Mama Lynn!!

1 comment:

  1. Donna! that is hysterical! I love to ride with my man, maybe we'll see each other on the road!