So, John has his bike out of storage and you'll be hearing a lot about us being out and about on the motorcycle. With no ferry to contend with now, we've realized that we can do lunch in Kamloops! Or Vernon! Kelowna!
The possibilities are endless, you see. Summer is going to be fantastic.
John comes alive when he has the opportunity to ride. If he could, I swear that man would be on his bike every day, all day. Last Saturday when we brought his baby home, Kev and I met him at Starbucks for a coffee before we stopped at the store for bread.
"Dad loves that bike. You'd almost say it's better than...." he stopped, embarrassed.
"Oh, better than sex? Is that what you were going to say?" Kev giggled nervously. "Oh, well. That would be less work for me, right?" I breezed through the doors ahead of him as he shook his head.
"WAY too much information, Mom."