I started my morning off at the dentist for a routine cleaning. I really dislike going to the dentist. I think it's because I've had about 50 cavities. I cannot stand the sound of someone cleaning my teeth. I have sensitive hearing (says my sister, the audiologist).
Mike begged me to take his bike to the shop today to get the tire fixed. He is doing a triathlon this weekend. So I haul his bike to the shop. They weren't sure what was wrong with it, or if anything was wrong with it. I was getting so pissed because I couldn't get the bike back into my car. I had to drive home with the trunk flapping in the wind. As I was swearing at the bike... I heard the song on the radio "The things we do for love." That made me feel a little better. Mike owes me big time. I did find a bike that I want at the bike shop:
Isn't it pretty? It costs $380. I'd better start saving my pennies.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Things we do for love
Posted by Becka at 5:52 PM
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