This weekend I only hopped on a bike twice. First, when our dog escaped in the midst of our big renovation project and three of us got on our bikes to search the neighborhood for her. (We didn’t have to go far, she came home on her own. And was very smug, might I add). And second, when we test rode a pair of matching ‘His and Hers’ 1960s Raleigh Roadsters that we saw on Craigslist. (More on that later).
Other than that, I kept my feet firmly on the ground and a paintbrush steadily in my hand. Oh, except for when I went up in my father-in-law’s plane and surveyed this beautiful Midwest from above. Now that’s an alternate mode of transportation.
How was your weekend? Do anything exciting?