Day 116

I decided to say goodbye to the MsScooterButt handle and go with my handle of many years-Bluezy. Why?

What happens when you are going 35 MPH and you get a flat on a scooter?

Answer: MsScooterButt sore, learned and burned.

I have been enjoying this summer going here and there on my scooter. Friday we went to the mall and in this pine tree were 3 crows talking. I told my daughter...I hate when birds come up out of nowhere and start making sounds like that. Crows are especially a warning bird in my life.
All week prior, I was wondering if I should inspect my tires, because I wondered what would happen if I had a flat and I got about 2500 miles on this set....I got my answer!

So at 30 mph on full throttle trying to get faster, the rear end fishtails slightly and I start losing control. It got progressively harder to control. I slowed down as much as it would let me as I readjusted my steering to go with the fishtailing to stay straight. I was still in motion, but just about stopped as the front end just would not let me stay straight and jackknifed and then set down on the left side. I slightly scraped and slightly hit my forehead to the pavement. My left ankle, elbow and a bit of my thigh have shallow road rash. The big problem was the rib cage again. You have a 250 plus hit the ground and the bones do complain. I have had my ribs fractured before and sure enough this time again. Did get xrays to confirm that there were not any broken bones like arm or shoulder...

It happened fast, but it felt like forever. I am convinced that when I am dying I will always say "Oh Shit" and then "Fuck"...No deep meaningful words to record...When my head barely hit the pavement, I thought..."helmet". I got up right away with the wind knocked out of me and the cars of people who stopped all shocked. I gave my daughter a call and got a ride to the friends I had just left and showered up and went to see if there were broken bones.

I was told long ago that when you ride a motorcycle the odds are you WILL drop it. Well...I had got so confident that I was preparing to get a real go fast motorcycle. I was looking in Craigslist and even went to the Harley dealer and sat in one and thought "I could handle this baby, but not the price". I had decided to get a 250 Honda Rebel for next season. At this point, because of the spill, I decided a convertible will give me the air in the hair and wide open road feeling. FOUR wheels.

I had time to think that if it was my front, tire, I would of probably flipped at 30 plus mph. And the night before I left the scooter at a friends because I did not have my clear safety glasses for night riding. My daughter was going to ride it home the day I had the flat, but got busy. A friend offered to bring it home, but I wanted to ride. I am glad it was me and not my daughter. She probably would of crashed harder and faster and hit her head bad. It definitely was a learning experience. And I am safe, but sore.

Better news: I ordered a Do Life T shirt and got it today! I am going to wear it to the "Rock The Falls" concert. It is the first real outdoor local concert with headliners "Skid Row and Poison". I am not a diehard glam rock fan, but in this town full of Rednecks, it is a very popular band on the local classic rock channel.
The tickets were given to me by my adopted Amazon daughter Amanda (6 ft 1 qualifies here as Amazonian).

what day is it? 110? Wow!

Just popping in giving reassurance to my StS bloggies that I am still alive and well...fighting a domestically grown anger which has limited my dieting vigor. I did not do so bad...gained but not outrageously....

I needed to wallow in my non blogging non diet misery for a spell. I am BACK!

To not whine with too much details...we all know our emotions affect us...at least some of us...and not only do we have to fight the food temptations, but the emotional habits we developed some frakking how.  Whether it be comfort or punish...it is a bitch, right? And so am I sometimes..more than my share of times!~ LOL!

I have seen a lot of good movies...and did not even hardly explore the foods that I am not allowed...So it was not really cheating...just with the flood in North Dakota preventing us from moving. The added money really not a salvation...it gets spent.  The 17yr old pregnant couple cousin in laws staying with us since May...and their gonads are mature, but they are not. They compete for my daughters attention and act like guests. My daughter having been a teen mother, as well is kind of eating up the attention and she has two groupies. She is lonely because her man is gone up in North Dakota a 12hr drive from here. The prego teens only have done a dish washing or house cleaning only on occasional prompting. When the kids wake up before 9 am the expecting mom snaps at them and says she is trying to sleep. OMG...so even with my daughter's permission, we make sure we wake up to make some added noise to bother their slumber. Put on PBS and prevent them from logging on directly to Facebook so they can emo post about it. Well they have stopped emo posting since there is another emo poster way worse in the family circle getting in a bunch of trouble for her lack of respect and  lack of appreciation. I guess it is harsh to suddenly change the opinion that they are no longer kids...so stay the frack away from the crayon popsicles I bought my grandbabies! And now that they have grown into procreating "adults" they can bitch at the grandbabies for eating snacks before dinner, as the candy and kiddy snacks and milk disappear into their don't need to ask belllies. And I am not their doggie sitter. Yes...they have a dog and it does not like being left alone at home and when it did, it ate the framework off the door and tore up a bunch of stuff....He is a cute dog, though, so I am stealing his affections since he is with me 24-7 like I have with all the home dogs here!

Oh and the grand mere mother in law is frakking with me on Facebook. She just joined this family tree app and requested that I accept being labeled her mother in law. OMG she is my son in law's mom. If anything I categorized as sister. She is one of those large women who is not large as you (she thinks) and not old as you and well better than you. She is a one upper. You buy a car she buys a newer one and gets personalized plate sort of one upper.Or if you revel in the fact that you went to a local cheap restaurant, she goes the next day to Red Lobster and brags about it. She only goes there to do this...not that it is something she normally does. You can make that woman do things just by doing and watch the predictable behavior.

Well...I lied...I whined and it is done! Now back to tracking and doing what I set out to do. Be a bloggie success story! (among the many that I so admire and appreciate they blog)!