Flashback Friday!

This week's theme is Travel Bug from AJ. I loved this bike, it was a purple Schwinn, the paint being sparkly of course. For some reason, in my mind I thought the seat was white, but obviously not. I loved this bike, I road it all the time. Once, Megan E. was being so mean to me and another friend that I told her we would settle it with a bike race. We rode to the top of our street and my friend Kenny counted us down to the start of the race. It was going well, the first 15 feet, but then Megan somehow swerved into my bike, her pedal knocking into my spokes and the next thing I know I am on the newly gravelled street, bloody. Where was Megan? She just continued to ride home. I don't want to vilify her too much, we were young and I have heard what a wonderful adult she has become. But I still am a little irked, especially when Brooke's dad, my cross the street neighbor and a doctor, had to come over and pick gravel peas out of my head. You could say I am still emotionally scarred.

And this is how I rolled during the holidays. This was always set up at my grandma's. That Santa I am holding sang and shook his booty. We loved it. I wonder what became of the lit up Christmas tree picture on the wall. I would love to have it now.