Handwriting

Growing up, I never had the best handwriting. It could have been partly due to the fact that when it was time for me to learn how to write, my family tied my left hand to a chair and made me learn with my right. Yup, true story. Who even does that to a 5 year old?
In grade school I had a hard time writing in cursive. I tried to make it so neat and clean but it just didn't work, nor look as good as some of the other students cursive. Then we got into the age where we were able to write in pen. I, unfortunately, never earned enough stars on my writing papers to get to use a pen, ever. Not even the kinds with erasers on the end.
I realized shortly after that I didn't have to write in cursive the rest of my life, or ever for that matter, so I gladly stopped. But to me my handwriting still looked like a boys.
For a long time, up until a few years ago, I always wrote in pencil. Habit, or just scared that if something didn't look right, I could erase it and try again. Then I got used to the way I wrote and didn't care anymore so I ditched the pencils, that fade and make your hand black and soon fell in love with pens.

I was reading in a magazine about what your handwriting says about you. I thought "oh, this will be interesting" and so I tried it out.

Write she sells seashells by the seashore in cursive.

Here are the results:
If your writing slants to the right you are open to the world around you and like to socialize with other people.
If the size of your letters is average you are well-adjusted and adaptable.
If your loops are full for L you are spontaneous and relaxed and find it easy to express yourself.
If your loops are full for E you have an open mind and enjoy trying new things.
If your S's are pointy you are intellectually probing and like to study new things. The higher and pointier the peaks, the more ambitious you are.

Hmm, not bad for crappy cursive penmanship, eh?

They also had a page that talked about if you want neater, more legible handwriting. yes i do

Write out the sentence in everyday style: A quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

1. line quality: pressure is spot on, not too faint and not too dark
2. alignment: your sentence does not tilt up or down which is very clean and neat
3. slant: your letters have an upright posture which is perfect. No slants
4. spacing: That's the correct amount of space to leave between each letter. A full lowercase o should fit between words.
5. letter formation: your letters are completely closed and have completed stems.

So what they're saying is that I have pretty good handwriting? AWESOME!
I still don't think it's the best but it fits me and, well, if it looks that good in pen, then it's good enough for me.

Take THAT Mrs. Christy!..............FACE!

I had a few errands to run on my lunch today and since they were all relatively close, and it hadn't started raining yet (thank goodness), I decided to get out, enjoy the weather and walk.

Here are the places I needed to go:

bank. lunch. boutique. groceries

Here is the order they are on my walk:

groceries. lunch. boutique. bank

Here is the order of importance:

bank. lunch. groceries. boutique

In the start to my walk, I had to really think about the order of my appearance. I figure, if start backwards i'll go to the bank so i'll have money for the boutique. But that would only result in not having enough $$ for lunch so I'll probably opt to just buy something at the grocery store only leaving me a bag full of nothing to eat but junk food because I shopped when I was hungry.
If I go to lunch first to avoid that and then go shopping, I won't have any time for the other two which will just leave me hungry tomorrow and broke.

Here is what I came up with:

boutique. lunch. bank. groceries

If I go to the boutique (with no money to blow) i'll browse just long enough until my hunger pains set in and I HAVE to leave thinking more about eating than shopping. I'll head for lunch with enough money, and points on my Subway card that I just found, to enjoy a free delicious sandwich. Since the bank is just across the street, i'll head over there and then stop by the grocery store on my way back which will allow me to buy items for lunch the rest of the week and I won't be buying junk because I was already full and will only get what is on my list.

Done and done, and genious by the way! :)
amazing the thought process that races through your mind in just half a block.

bacon bacon bacon bacon bacon

If some of you don't know, I LIKE BACON! :) I tried to be a vegetarian one time but after 2 days, all I really wanted was meat, preferably a filet mignon or a bunch of bacon.

Created by Recipe Star

Mmmm, YUMMMMMM

Have you ever had the thought that they should make bacon flavored beef jerky!
Or even better, bacon flavored toothpaste and/or floss!
I have heard that there is bacon flavored ice cream, now we're talk'n.

Check this out for awesome ways to use bacon! :)

Literal Version

Ever wonder what they were really thinking when making a video?

Well here you go! :)

You?

I knew I was cool
when at 13 I ordered
Led Zeppelin and Lynrd Skynrd
from Columbia Music House

..................................

However,
since I was too young to have
my own bank account to pay for it,
my dad had to write a check
(which he kept forgetting)


...................................

which was the result
of being put on the collections list
with the local agency

..................................

so not only was I cool
but also somewhat of a rebel

BIG BLACK BUS

Do you remember those good old days in elementary school of riding the bus home? The joy of moving up a grade only knowing that it is one step closer to the back of the bus? Some how, I mastered the art of persuading the big kids to letting me sit in the back at a earlier age/grade. I soon mastered the art of knowing when to jump just before the bump so when I came down, the timing with the bump would shoot me higher into the air. I think I even flew over the seat in front of me on one of the many times we would do this. I think the bus driver liked seeing innocent little (helpless) kids flying around that she would speed up just to see us fly (or hurt ourselves).

Well those days are long, LONG, gone........................... except for last night. My sisters neighbor has a bus that they have converted into the most unsafe kid launcher I've ever seen and it's AWESOME. We're talking removed seats to make room for the couches and love sacs. What's even better is every year he will come around, blow his TRAIN horn (that's right) and see the kids running faster than they would for the ice cream man out their doors.

Of course, everyone is happy with excitement about the ride they're about to have. Not to mention the kick'n tunes. So far, best bus sound system I've ever heard! There is a street that has several speed bumps, so of course, we took it!

What a blast! We came to a round-a-bout and of course went around it- a few 3 times! :) People were just staring at us wondering if they were watching the filming of Speed 3.
The best part was when we arrived here. I've heard that the BBB was banned from Wendy's because he would pull through the drive through, order a bus load of frosty's, and then blow that huge train horn just before pulling out.

Well, luckily he found a new Wendy's that just LOVED the visit, and business!

Unfortunately, the cold Frosty's in kids small hands combined with several speed bumps at 20 mph didn't really agree with each other, or the innocent victim that had it all over the front of her and in her hair. Good times on the Big Black Bus! You know i'll be on it come Halloween when it's all decked out in spooky decoration!

Ride to Live

I love doing things for charity. My sisters and I have always done the Race for the Cure or anything related to runs and charities, it's all for a good cause.
Well lately, I have realized that I HATE running. Actually, I don't hate running, my body hates running. It gives up before I do or quits all together.
Luckily there was an event to help kids with Muscular Dystrophy that I was able to be a part of. Thank goodness I have my license now! :)
It was the 58th annual MDA ride to Wendover. Everyone met down on state street where it was lined with bikes waiting to head out.
I had a perm a grin on my face. It reminded me of this one time over Memorial Day weekend in the DC area where my sister, mom, and I were driving around and along passes us but a giant rally of bikers. Good thing I wasn't driving because my eyes were not on the road, more on them with a single tear streaming down my cheek. It was beautiful!
It seriously brings me to my knees. I thought to myself "there is only one other thing that could possibly be better than this, and i'm not talking about the cake" I always had a dream to go to Sturgis on my honeymoon but after this, it was a must!
There were about 12 motorcycle officers lined up under a giant American flag leading all the bikers to begin lining up. We started to head out and it was like a parade of bikes, people with cameras, music playing, the works.

We set out on the high way, looking for adventure...... and about half way we pulled off to fill up and grab a beverage.......... well so did everyone else.
It was pretty sweet check'n out the other bikes, ours was the coolest though.
Not to mention those chaps, check them out- woo woo!

We got to Wendover and I rode around for a bit before heading over to the Survivor concert, yea that's right! :) It was awesome! I mean, everyone in leather singing a long to Eye of the Tiger or The Search is Over. Yea pretty much amazing. The lead singer was pack'n some serious heat....... among other things that shall remain from being pointed out
Great times had by all! It was such a great weekend and I can't wait for the next ride. I'm getting used to Bob so we'll have plenty of sweet rides in our future together. I feel the start to a beautiful thing coming on.

LIVE TO RIDE

Ever since I was 13, I have loved Harley Davidson motorcycles. I thought they were so cool. Then I met Paula. She was a lady in our neighborhood who had her own Harley and from that day forward, I wanted to be like her.
I've had my collection of little Fat Boy and Softail models, Harley Davidson checks and a check book cover, chrome mugs, road signs, t-shirts, leather pants, boots....etc.
In college, by sisters came up and surprised me for my birthday with a FAT Harley party. Everyone dressed in black & leather. We had empty bottles and bottles stacked (RB people) and even a little tattoo parlor in the back. It was sick and the cops even came by around 2 am only to leave shocked that we were all decked out and no alcohol.
A few years later I felt I needed to grow up and somehow suppressed my love for the HOG in an attempt to be more girlie.
Well that didn't last but only a few years when it just came around full circle and the lost love was found with only a more growing obsession.
So now that I'm all grown up (or I try to tell myself that) I decided it was time I lived. For my Dirty 30, I promised myself I would get closer to my dream of owning my own bike, if not own one by my next birthday.
So I enrolled myself into the Riders Edge class through Harley Davidson. Now I have riden by myself and with a passenger on back for a little over 500 miles, I knew my stuff. But I thought, I should probably make it legal to ride and make it official.
My friend Brooke and I took the class together and we were BOTH teachers pet! It was hilarious. The class was amazing and the best decision.

We passed the driving test and also the written-we rock. Now it was time to graduate. We received our Certificate of Completion for the MSF program (Motorcycle Safety Foundation) which made it official. Then the instructors presented us with another award. This was based on our range experience during class and the overall feeling and relationship with each student.

What was mine, you ask?.................................MOST LIKELY TO WEAR LEATHER
Huh, go figure right! :) And i'll tell you what, that M on my drivers license looks just as good as wearing my leather pants while riding down the road on a bike! If you look, you'll be seeing me do that this weekend!

I'll tell you what, there is nothing more enjoyable than riding, nothing more free than riding the wind, and nothing more thrilling than hearing that motor rumble, aahhh brings me to my knees. So now that I have my motorcyle endorsement, all that's left is to purchase by Cherry Softail Heritage Delux with white walled tires and saddle bags. Soon, very soon!

Until then, I'll just take the advice of a good friend:

Go forth,
two fists to the wind and
be free!