Looks like I made it....yes, you can sign along with me...if you are old enough to remember Mary Tyler Moore ..otherwise..oh well.
I think I only crumpled into the fetal position two or three times this holiday week. I even had a moment last night where it was hard to remember the facial details of Richard. Weird but good.
Yesterday I had a m@tch date. Yes, on thanksgiving day. It was a Harley ride for over an hour. I can officially cross it off my bucket list however it will not be the last Harley ride I take if I can help it. And no there is not a helmet law where I live and that suits me just fine. I'm not quite sure I will ever be able to own one because they are a pretty penny and I'm not so sure if I should.
I am a risk, thrill seeker. I pushed my skills and abilities when I had my mustang and it is quite a different scenario to have a car sound you when you make those choices versus nothing but you and your skin.
Besides the whole Harley ride thing I quite enjoy Harley boy.
My profile has two key points. I want to be engaged spiritually, mentally and physically. Second point...I do not want to have to dial down to be with you. I think Harley boy stands toe to toe to me quite well. He's been single long enough to be pretty settled on what he likes and doesn't like.
And, unfortunately for my jaded cynical phase, he still believes in fairy tales.
In other very short news....I want a pink Christmas tree.
dance on people
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