I got a new toy/hobby/way to cross train/lover. Want to guess what it is?!
Give up? It’s a new (to me) bike, silly! Meet Meyer:
He sleeps inside by my dirty laundry. Now if he could only make himself useful and actually learn to DO my laundry.
Our “how we met” story is coming soon, as well as tales of my adventures!
Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race. – H.G. Wells
You’re welcome, H.G., you are welcome.