February all ready!

How the time flies! I thought I'd tell you about a funny thing that happened to me on Sunday. Landon's sister Leal came to church on Sunday and we were talking about when her dad laid over his motorcycle one time moving it in the garage and thats when he decided to sell it to Landon. Well, I got home and it's my week to be in the garage (Jennifer and I are doing this "time share" thing with the garage) anywho, I have to move my motorcyle to my side when she's in the garage and move the cyle to her side when I'm in the garage. So here I am in my nice church cloths and 5 inch clod hopper heels trying to move the bike. Moving it wasn't the problem. The problem came when I went to put the kickstand down. I thought I had it down, but apparently I didn't and when I let go of the bike it started going down. It grabbed my jacket sleeve and took me down with it. Then fuel started to leak out (what I can only assume was) the carbs. I manage to untangle myself from the handlebars and get up, but there is still fuel leaking out, so of course my first thought is "get this bike back up ASAP!". I start pulling up and I'm at that awkward spot where it's just as easy for the bike to go back down as it is to get it up, and I start slipping on the spilt fuel... I'm sure it all had to be comical to watch. But anyway, I managed to get the bike back up without dumping it over agian. So, now I have to go back to work.