Sunday, June 9, 2013

I'm a HOG

When I first heard that my husband bought a Harley Davidson motorcycle he called me from the dealership and said "we" now own a Harley. I had no clue he was even thinking about buying one. Dollar signs flashed in front of my eyes along with the monthly mortgage payment, college tuition payment, college dorm payment, car payment. But let's be honest, what really stuck in my crawl was that he bought it without discussing it with me.

I decided if he's got this thing I might as well go on rides with him. We usually go with our local H.O.G. chapter. Every weekend they have a ride or two going on beautiful back roads with our destination usually being a restaurant for lunch.

The more I ride with him, the more I enjoy it. I like the fresh air and smelling the woods or flowers as we ride by. It's also a great way to spend time together. I can't believe I'm saying this but, I'd like it we moved up to a bigger bike (for a more cushiony ride.)

Yes, that's me with a doo rag. I can't believe I'm wearing one, but it makes the helmet more comfortable. You won't see me wearing a bikini top and tight leather pants (believe me, it's best for everyone involved.)