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Friday, June 29, 2012


When I went to lunch today, I noticed an old lady sitting on a park bench sobbing her eyes out. I stopped and asked her what was wrong. She said, "I have a 22 year old husband at home. He makes love to me every morning and then gets up and makes me pancakes, sausage, fresh fruit and freshly ground coffee."

I said, "Why are you crying?"

She continued, "He makes me homemade soup for lunch and my favorite brownies too.  Then he makes love to me for half the afternoon."

Again I wondered, "Well then, why are you crying?"

She just kept on rambling, "For dinner he makes me a gourmet meal with wine and my favorite dessert and then makes love to me until 2:00 a.m."

Totally confused by now, I asked one more time, "Why in the world would you be crying?"

She looked up at me through her tearful eyes and said...

"I can't remember where I live!"

Monday, June 25, 2012


I took my first really long ride on the Boy this weekend... 271 miles.  It was sooooo nice! I had a lot of very nice "feel good" moments while I enjoyed my reunion with the road.  Even though it's been a year since Harley and I shared our last ride together, it literally felt like yesterday.  I guess it's the same as riding your bicycle... you don't forget how.

So, without further ado... let me introduce you to "the boy"... my '04 Fat Boy.

Dirty Boy

The Boy... shined up like a new penny!
 I changed out all of the leather trim, seat, and added bags. I'm having the windshield cut down to the proper height for me and I have one more piece of back fender trim I'm putting on.  Other than that, his grooming is pretty much complete.

I hope to put together a slide show of all my changes so you can see how different it really was. I'm still deciding if I'm going to do anything to the handlebars, but I think I will wait until I ride for a while to make that determination.

I'm just glad to be back on the road again... it was an awesome Saturday! Thank you God! Life is good!

Have a great week everybody!

Lady R

Friday, June 22, 2012


I hate shopping for swim suits!

... and why do they put them so close to the footwear??

Have a nice weekend everybody!

Lady R

Monday, June 18, 2012


I became the legal owner (title and all!) of my Luxury Blue Fat Boy Friday! Woo Hoo!  I thought it was going to be great to finally take a ride Saturday, but alas, it wasn't going to happen.

To date, the few times I've ridden the Boy was to test ride, to the Probate office, and straight to the Harley shop to order some parts.  While there, I had my trusty wrencher take a look at him, and he thought it was in my best interest to replace my front tire before I rode it too much. He confirmed my fears... too many cracks from dry rot evident to deem it safe. I knew this bike had been sitting up for awhile, so he's going in today for some new rubber, and an oil change. I guess I'm going to have to wait until Saturday before I can put some significant miles on him.

That hasn't keep me from grooming him though!!

Worn out and retired.
I've removed some old parts, and started putting "my style" on him.  We've been cleaning him up, but it's taking numerous sessions. I'm sure the neighbors thought I was OCD when they saw me sitting next to him... on a stool... with a toothbrush. lol! I mean, how else are you going to get into the frame and the tiny little places without one!

Here's a sneaky peek of him waiting for his turn.

My turn next!!
You can see Harley's beautiful Ultra in the background. His bike was in immaculate condition and just needed a good washing.  My Boy was not as fortunate, but I love him anyway. I can't wait to ride him... for real!

Have a nice week everybody!

Lady R

Friday, June 15, 2012


The sharing of marriage....

The old man placed an order for one hamburger, fries and a drink. He unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half, placing one half in front of his wife. He then carefully counted out the french fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip, and then set the cup down between them.

As he began to eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them were looking over and whispering. Obviously they were thinking, "That poor old couple - all they can afford is one meal for the two of them."

The man continued to eat from his small portion of fries when a young man came to the table and politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple. The old man said they were just fine, and they were used to sharing everything. People closer to the table noticed the little old lady hadn't eaten a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink.

Again, the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another meal for them. This time the old woman said, "No thank you, we are used to sharing everything."

Finally, as the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a single bite of food and asked, "What is it you are waiting for?"

She answered...


Thursday, June 14, 2012



June 14, 1980

And now...
Still friends!
I'm amazed at how the time goes by sometimes. The nice thing for us is... we still LIKE each other. lol!!

It's also pretty cool, that we'll be able to celebrate this weekend with our first ride together since Harley's accident last May.  My title will be here tomorrow, so I'll be able to finally seal the deal.  Woo Hoo! I've not posted pictures yet, because I was afraid I would jinx myself.

Give me a couple days... I'll have plenty to share!

As my sweet friend KT always says... Happy Trailzzzzz!!!

Back in the saddle again,
Lady R

Monday, June 11, 2012


I've been waiting for over a week now for the nice seller of an '04 Fat Boy to receive his replacement title, so we can conclude our business transaction.  I'm not worried about the deal falling through or anything like that... as he's already let me take possession of it. Yes... it's in my garage!  But, I know it's not mine yet, and I'm a big believer in not counting chicken's before they're hatched... if you know what I mean.

The other morning Harley shouted at me from the other room, "Hey, your title is here!"  Not sure what he was referring to, I walked into the room he was in and found him looking out the window toward our pool in the back. Pointing outside he continued, "Look... It's the Turtle Express."


The closest storm ditch or creek is a long way away from our house and I wondered where this big boy came from?  His shell was the size of a cereal bowl! The cat's didn't seem to mind the intrusion, but he didn't hang around long enough to give them a chance to change their mind. I never even noticed when he slipped away... quietly... steadily.

I guess he went to find out what happen to my title.

Have a nice week everybody!

Lady R

Friday, June 8, 2012


Today's funny is short and sweet!

I thought this seemed pretty cute considering June is our anniversary month. Hmmmmm... if hubby goes to Home Depot anytime soon, I'm outta here!!

Have a nice weekend everybody!

Lady R

Monday, June 4, 2012


Been holding on to these since last year's Thunderbeach Rally.  Thought today would be a good time share them.  Reminds me of being in a candy store!

Mellow Mint Smoothie
Green Apple Tart
Cookies and Cream
Tangerine Terror
These pics were taken during last year's Spring Thunderbeach Rally.  Don't they look delicious?

I hope you all had a nice weekend and can move on to an even better week... life is good!

Lady R

Saturday, June 2, 2012


 Many of my readers know, that I gave up riding last summer after my husband had an unfortunate incident with a car and the highway.  It's been very difficult adjusting to my decision, but out of my love and support for him, it seemed the best thing to do at the time. Other than a couple of small rides after the accident, I sold my 'ol girl right after my birthday, last July. The memory of that last ride has been very bittersweet and precious and has never left the forefront of my mind.  It's been a really strange year, but I believe that all things happen for a reason, we just may not always understand why.

May 7th, marked the one year anniversary of Harley's wreck, and he has not been on a motorcycle since... until yesterday.

It's amazing what a year can do for someone's psyche and spirit, but it's taken most of that time for his broken ribs to quit being such a bother.  We thought we could get interested in camping or boating, but the fact that we both really miss the joy that riding gave us, had more to do with our choice than anything. For the last several weeks, we've started conversing and pondering over our desire to get back on the road with just two wheels under us. It's been days and days of looking, shopping, dreaming, and planning. 

Well, I'm pleased to announce, that yesterday he rode his (new to us) '08 Ultra Classic Electra Glide straight from the bank and right to the Harley Davidson shop so he could get a back rest mounted and talk about future motor work. Yes, boys and girls... we're baaaaacckk!

What about me, you ask?  Well, I've got my next one all picked out also.  After my little test ride last Tuesday, I'm just waiting for the dude to get his replacement title in the mail so we can conclude our transaction.  What am I getting, you ask?  Well... I've settled my sites on a beautiful blue '04 Fat Boy.  I really couldn't tell ya if the plastered grin on my face was from my excitement, or the test ride.

You see, I've always ridden with a windshield and fairing.  This Fat Boy had neither.  The night I went over to try it on for size, I had grabbed my half helmet instead of my three quarter helmet with the face shield. I should have know better, but I didn't think it would matter much. After all, it was just going to be a quick little ride.

I decided I needed to feel how smooth this bad boy Fat Boy felt at high speeds, so I took it up I-65 and rode the 10 miles it took to get to Prattville, before turning around.  Looking down at the speedometer and realizing how smooth and steady it felt, I cranked it up to 90 m.p.h. (and prayed no po-po was around!).  I was so excited at how solid it felt, I noticed myself laughing and giggling.  When you laugh and giggle at 90 m.p.h. with no filter between your face and the wind, it can get pretty weird!  Even though I was wearing glasses, I could feel watery tears streaming out of my eyes making a mad dash into my ear holes. The high speed wind in my face felt like a G-force of 10, causing me to have a plastered grimace that did everything but let my facial skin fly off my cheek bones. What a rush!! While blinking and laughing, I could feel my nose watering and spit flying out of the corners of my mouth. Holy cow... I'm sure those poor people driving behind me wondered where all the rain was coming from.  If you ever notice a cage running windshield wipers on a clear sunny day... chances are, they are following a motorcyclist without a windshield. Buwahahahahahaha... slurp!

These next couple weeks will seem like an eternity, while I wait for all the i's to be dotted, and the t's to get crossed. But one thing is for certain...

Lady Ridesalot rides again!

Stay tuned... it's gonna get good!

Lady R

Friday, June 1, 2012


A nicely dressed woman was walking down the street when she was accosted by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless woman who asked her for a couple of dollars for dinner.

She took ten dollars out of my wallet and asked, “If I give you this money, will you buy wine with it instead of dinner?”

'”No, I had to stop drinking years ago”, the homeless woman told her.

”Will you use it to go shopping instead of buying food?” she asked.

”No, I don't waste time shopping,” the homeless woman said. “I need to spend all my time trying to stay alive.”

”Will you spend this at a beauty salon instead of food?” she asked.

”Are you NUTS?” replied the homeless woman. “I haven't had my hair done in 20 years!”

”Well,” the nicely dressed woman said, “I'm not going to just give you the money. Instead, I'm going to take you out for dinner with my husband and me tonight.”

The homeless woman was shocked. “Won't your husband be furious with you for doing that? I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting.”

She said, “That’s okay. It’s important for him to see what a woman looks like after she has given up shopping, hair appointments and wine.”