I am now the owner of this beautiful item:
As I rode around the neighborhood yesterday, I felt like I was ten years old again; I haven't had a bike since then. My first and only bike until now was hot pink with tassles and a white basket. Even more awesome was its radio and tape player, which constantly played my Jars of Clay and Celion Dion tapes.
Life is good. I love Nathan so much for thinking I "needed" this bike. I think bike rides are good for the soul.
Also, my automatic posts were not working. That is the reason why five of my posts have gone up today. Apparently, I am not as technologically savvy as I thought I was.
The Chemist by Stephenie Meyer
3 days ago