What I really love about those terrifically scary "jumps", is that when you look back on them 5 or more years later, they seem so "not difficult" compared to the many feats you have taken on since then. Here's to the future memory.
When I was 8 years old, I learned to ride a bike. My best friend had known how to do this miraculous feat since birth. Short story: she convinced me to ride down Cook street (the steep street on the hill by my house) and I did it. I crashed horribly and made meatloaf of my little face, but I got back on my bike and flew like the wind a week later. I drive past that street now and ya know, it's not really that steep at all. What does this have to do with you? Nothing. I just wanted to make it very clear to all that I do, in fact, know how to ride a bike.
HOORAY for you. Hey, even if the landing isn't everything you dreamed of, you've got a gaggle of folks very proud of you in Blogland. And that's somethin', ain't it??
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Woo to the Hoo!
...And now I'm going to slurp a HUGE Pink Squirrel to celebrate you.
(Okay, Buffy told me not to, so it's a grande 1% extra-hot cinnamon dolce latte instead. This does so NOT taste like a Pink Squirrel.)
Good things come to those who throw their hat in the ring, LT.
Yeah! Good on you.
I'll be praying for a soft landing.
What I really love about those terrifically scary "jumps", is that when you look back on them 5 or more years later, they seem so "not difficult" compared to the many feats you have taken on since then. Here's to the future memory.
When I was 8 years old, I learned to ride a bike. My best friend had known how to do this miraculous feat since birth. Short story: she convinced me to ride down Cook street (the steep street on the hill by my house) and I did it. I crashed horribly and made meatloaf of my little face, but I got back on my bike and flew like the wind a week later. I drive past that street now and ya know, it's not really that steep at all. What does this have to do with you? Nothing. I just wanted to make it very clear to all that I do, in fact, know how to ride a bike.
HOORAY for you. Hey, even if the landing isn't everything you dreamed of, you've got a gaggle of folks very proud of you in Blogland. And that's somethin', ain't it??
Woo hoo!!! Good for you! Can't wait to hear the results.
You can use me as a character reference!..er...:0
SCG: :-)
Iwanski, Thanks.
I appreciate it, Renee.
You're so right, E.
Eva, Bike riding is a very important skill. I'm proud of you.
Red: It's a lot. A whole lotta lot. Smooch.
Thanks, Gina. I'll let you know.
Oh, Sling...that's awesome. Surely that will seal the deal.
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