Day 180

I want to ride my bicycle! Bicycle.

New bicycle that is. Isn't she purdy? It's the first bike I've had in forever. The last time I remember owning a bike I was in 4th grade and wrecked going down a big huge hill in my hometown. Rusty woke up this morning and said for date day we were going to wear sombreros and go for a bike ride. My response, of course, was, "You're going to buy me a bike?!?" And that he did. Sombrero free, but a pretty great bike nonetheless. I love date days. I love him.