Wednesday, December 23, 2009

The Pink Chaps



I've had my chaps for a few years, and they're just right. We don't ride when it's really cold, most of the time. But when we do happen to get out there, I'm sportin' the chaps.

And then BARBIE had to copy off me. Why can't she just be ORIGINAL???



I bought this Barbie for my niece, who hopefully will appreciate the fact that Barbie's trying real hard to be Shawna.

Here's what I was wearing my pink chaps for:

We lined up on motorcycles at a friend's house...



And paraded around town in the dark...



Looking at Christmas lights...



And since we were on the big red Budweiser trike, I got comfortable with my "to go" cup, and sipped on some good stuff. Not easy with a helmet...



We were the only ones wearing helmets; we usually are. We just aren't as hard core as the others. There's no helmet law in Arizona, so it's nice that people can make their own decision on that. We wear ours because:

1. We like our brains on the INSIDE of our skulls.
2. We don't like our cheeks to be all cold and chapped.

Ol' Mike, he's hard core, and he doesn't wear his helmet. See those red cheeks???



But when he rides at home in California, he puts on the helmet. They have a law for everything over there (I am pretty sure it's the law to wear a helmet on your bicycle, for crying out loud!) so when Mike comes to AZ he lets it all hang out.

Well, anyway, more Christmas lights:



I wish I could do this to our palm trees. They'd be decorated year round. I can't do it without a boom truck.



After the ride we went to the trendy biker bar. That's the biker bar where no one has patches on their leather vest for killing someone or orchestrating a stabbing. The yuppie biker bar.....
We had Friday night fish and chips, then held court. We had King Rick with us so that guaranteed a minimum number of visitors to our table. COOL!
Even Steve's brother stopped over. He was getting ready to play onstage with his band. Mojo.
Never make a face when I have my camera. It WILL get published....





Alas, even though I wore my helmet outside, I still ended up with red cheeks...



Moisturize, moisturize, moisturize...