Motorcycle Shopping

Paul had the whole weekend off.  Yesterday we went motorcycle shopping.  Something I did not care to do or care if we buy, but we went.  I was happy just to spend some time with my husband.  We drove to Tipton to Ghetto Superstar Cycle Center to find the man working there to be the owner, proprieter, genuinely uncaring and unhelpful.  It was a wasted trip other than the time Paul, Samantha and I spent in the car on the pretty drive on Hwy 50.

Then we went to Jefferson City to Larry's Motorsports.  Now these guys actually try to sell things.  The staff was helpful even though they were all very busy with the many customers they had in the store.  Paul decided on one, but by that time, Samantha was ready to take her afternoon nap.  We left, but finished it all up over the phone with the dealership and the bank.  I'll post pics soon of the bike.  It's nice enough.  It has a decent "wife" seat and backrest.  We'll see if I ever get on it.

In the meantime, Samantha was shopping for a dirtbike.  She was sitting on this PW 50 with no assistance and turning the handlebars like a pro.  Baby girl,  bikes are dangerous.

Today I'd like to shop for windows for the house.  Today is also Father's Day, he's watching a moving and has to go pick up his kids at 5pm.  That's 4 hours from now.  But since I got a big fat nothing for Mother's Day and he got a bike yesterday.  We are going to do what I want today.