Yeah, I pretty much rock as a wife. After 38 years, the husband finally owns a Harley and it's all thanks to me. I bought it from a friend of ours... made the deal last summer and the husband didn't find out about it until last month. He's a pretty happy hubby, thats for sure.It's a 1990 Springer Softail with only a little over 20k on it. Our friend just didn't ride it much, which turns out good for us.
Now if this stupid snow would just melt so we could actually go out riding!
Oh... and I baked him his favorite pie, lemon meringue. Because a Harley
just isn't enough for presents, I guess. I only attempt this pie once a year. They aren't that hard to make, but they suck.
In other news... found more lumps on my Serena Rosabella's tummy yesterday. She had some a few years ago that we had removed and it turned out NOT to be cancer, which was suprising because something like 95% of mammary lumps are cancerous. We got lucky. Hopefully we get lucky this time around too. She's 11 years old now and still my baby. She's a little princess who knows full well she's a princess.
