Wind in my helmet...

Sunny and bright with a temp right round 60 degrees. I worked around the house while Beck and Ashlee made their way to worship at the local worship house. I washed dishes, unloaded dishes and fixed a candle.

With fresh, 91 octane, gas in hand I filled up the lawn mower that was being stuborn due to sitting for too long. After a few pulls and some nice words she fired up and spewed some smoke. I told her that smoking can kill. The grass got a fresh cut and the palm trees got trimed up as well. Dog poopies got picked up and stowed in the dog poopie can. I must say that the back yard is looking quite dapper today. I even sprayed for weeds.

With all that done it was time for Beck and Ash to be coming around the corner. Sure enough there they were. We got the hogs saddled up and ready to ride. Donned our helmets and wind breakers (there is one for you Mungo...wind breaker). The three of us roared out of the neighborhood to explore the deserts of Las Vegas. It seems that we weren't the only ones thinking of this. There were quite a few 4x4 trucks, 4 wheelers and motorcycles out and about.

Roared back in to the drive way and put the hogs back in their pen. I took a shower kissed my wife and here I am.

ST sippin a Pepsi