Life is Mine

The past couple of months I've been zigzagging through numerous challenges. Various jobs, people and places in my mind I never thought I'd go to. And sometimes at a 100 miles an hour.

Since I last blogged, Max and I split and I've been laid off twice due to the economy. I've now taken a paralegal job. Maybe this one will last a while. I've jumped into a new life for myself. All I can say, it's surprising what you can do when you have to. I guess we all have different challenges - to get to what's right for us. I don't know...

Cleopatra and I have been clocking many miles. I especially love this time of year to ride in CA. Definately leather weather!

I know I have alot of catching up to do with you all. I hope everyone has been having an awesome time and had a great summer.

xoxo

I tremble, they’re gonna eat me alive
If I stumble, they’re gonna eat me alive
Can you hear my heart beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Help, I’m alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer
Hard to be soft, tough to be tender
Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train
Help, I’m alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
If you’re still I’m alive (?)
My regrets are fewIf my life is mine
What shouldn’t I do?
I get wherever I’m going. I get whatever I need
While my blood’s still flowing
And my heart’s still beating like a hammer

I MISS YOU ALL!!!

Okay, I know I haven't blogged in a while, but looking for work is ALOT of work. It's been hectic and I'm stressed. I'm on Craigslist every morning sending out my resume, but no responses. I'm starting to wonder if there's something wrong with my computer. I'm still at the Beauty Bar, but it's very part time. I sold my car, (needed the $$) and Cleopatra has been my companion everywhere I go. It's amazing how much I save on gas. I love riding to everywhere!

I wish I was going to Sturgis to meet some of you, but not this year. Like they say, I'm so broke I can't even afford to pay attention. Max got laid off too...

I have lots of faith and I know I'll get steady work, eventually.

Peace to all and hope your enjoying your summer riding!!

Sturgis

Anyone going? Let me know. I'm sure most accomodations are gone at this point, but would consider sharing a room. Just thought I'd get the word out there in case you know of anyone looking to share expenses.

AND I'd love to meet up with you all!

I know I haven't kept up with this blog in a while, but things have been pretty hectic around here. Hope everyone is doing well.

Love to all. xoxo

I'm Back

Hey all,

Thanks to those of you who've emailed me regarding my disappearance. Right after I finished my last blog on Friday the 13th, I was called into my boss's office with a few other gals and we were told, due to the economy, our services were no longer needed. Since my position was contractual, getting unemployment is not happening like I thought it would.

The past month has been quite a struggle to get any kind of work. However I did manage to get something in a place called the Beauty Bar:

check it out: www.beautybar.com

I've always had my eye on this place, but never got the chance to go in. So, while pounding the pavement, I wandered through that decrepid (sp) door. It's a cool little place. Their mantra is "martinis and manicures". I do the manicure part with other manicurists. I also get a chance to promote my make-up biz. AND, since this place was previously a "biker bar", there's bike parking out front! I must admit things are getting pretty cool. I like this new adventure and have already bonded with some great folks.

Well, that's about it for now. My next blog will be about a long overdue ride I'm taking this weekend!

Peace friends~

Sandals Made Especially for Bikers

Sometimes when browing the web, I'll google "motorcycle news" just to see what's going on. I discovered this article about sandals for bikers. Personally, I would never consider wearing sandals while riding.

Last year the company Bata launched their exclusive ‘Motor Sandal’ in Bangladesh. Now it's hit the States. “The sandal has been specifically designed to protect their feet while riding bikes,” said Bata’s Bangladesh marketing manager.

Motor Sandal features a fiberglass reinforced sole, gear shifter protector, heat resistant rubber, toe bumper and fluorescent rear strap.

I guess Bata didn't think of protecting your ankle, foot and our toe-zees while they were developing this. Just seems a little strange...Yikes!

A Hug for ME!

This very nice fella, Pappy, sent me a super nice comment and a personal hug on his blog. Check out his site:


http://papsthoughts.blogspot.com/


Thanks Pappy, you're a doll!

xoxo

Hog Wild

Here in San Diego, we really don't care what the groundhog see's or doesn't, but being a native New Yorker I just had to share this:

Why the Groundhog Bit the Mayor
By Fernanda Santos AND Sewell Chan

Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg tempts Staten Island Chuck out of his cage with corn on the cob. There are animals — hibernating bears come to mind, or emergency room doctors after an overnight shift — who don’t appreciate being roused from their slumber. Perhaps that’s what irked Chuck the groundhog Monday morning on Staten Island, when Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg tried to lure him out of his cage.

Chuck wasn’t up for whatever it was that Mr. Bloomberg had planned for him, or for predicting how much longer winter is going to last, for that matter. And he got so annoyed at Mr. Bloomberg that he bit his glove-clad left hand.

The mayor seemed upset at Chuck, or perhaps a bit hurt by his reaction. During an unrelated announcement later in the day at City Hall, he provided few details, but he was firm on his labeling of the 3-year-old, 10-pound groundhog.

“Let me say this: For security reasons, there’s a limit to what I can say, but I think it is fair that whenever the people of Staten Island are at risk, the mayor is willing to put himself at risk, his physical well-being in harm’s way, to protect them,” Mayor Bloomberg said.

He added, “Given the heightened response against terrorism, and clearly in this case a terrorist rodent who could very well have been trained by Al Qaeda in Afghanistan, I’m not at liberty to say any more than that.”

New Yorkers, and animal lovers of the world, have no reason to worry. Chuck G. Hogg, as the groundhog is formally known, is a healthy rodent, so he won’t have to be sacrificed — and the mayor won’t have to take a rabies shot. The wound, inflicted on Mr. Bloomberg’s index finger, just needed to be cleaned and covered with a Band-Aid.

The animal attack — captured on video by The Staten Island Advance — happened around 7:30 a.m. during the annual Groundhog Day ceremony at the Staten Island Zoo. There were no other injuries and, as the mayor indicated during an unrelated announcement at City Hall later in the day, no arrests.

“If the district attorney wants to press charges, I’ll leave it to the district attorney in Staten Island to do so,” Mayor Bloomberg said. “But we can rest assured that we have enough police officers on Staten Island — we’re building a new precinct there — just to make sure we can always respond.”

Mary Lee Montalvo, a spokeswoman for the Staten Island Zoo, said that Chuck did not have a history of aggressive behavior and was regularly taken by zoo employees on visits with students and school groups. She said:

He’s a wild animal. He may be as domesticated as a groundhog can be, in that he goes home with a keeper on occasion and he’s around humans quite a bit, more so than most zoo animals are, with the exception of animals in the petting area. But he is a wild animal. There’s always that risk with a wild animal.

Chuck was born on a farm three years ago and is from the same “family” that included the first Chuck unveiled at the Staten Island Zoo in 1981, Ms. Montalvo said. She said the current Chuck, at age 3, is fully grown, but she noted that groundhogs’ teeth continue to grow throughout life. Ms. Montalvo explained Chuck’s behavior this way:

He was probably nervous. There was a lot of activity outside, and he was probably nervous. He was basically concentrating on his food. The mayor’s fingers may have just been there. He wasn’t necessarily going for the mayor.