Sunday began a fun day, early in the morning when I woke up around 9. Said "Hi" to Jesus, but then couldn't leave out the Father or the Holy Ghost, so then spent the next 2 minutes greeting the Trinity, and every other possible combination of the 3-in-1 God. Whew, after I was done, and feeling good, my dad called me up on my iPhone wanting to know if we wanted to go to Barona [a buffet frequently visited by the Peterson's and Gomez's]. We most definitely wanted to go, so we hiked up our britches and ventured out.
We arrived at Barona while my parents were already eating. No offense taken since I had instructed them to go ahead. We all ate, fellowshipped, shared stories, and congratulated my dad on his new purchase. He upgraded from a Honda Goldwing [older, year unknown], to a 2002 shiny, shimmery black and red Harley Davidson. The man bought himself a hog! Now, I'm not sure if my padres are going to pimp themselves out in orange and black licensed apparel. But whether they do or not, my mom says that, "He works hard. He deserves it". And now my mom can be the biker biotch that she's always wanted to be!
When they drove off into the sunset, or into the mid-afternoon horizon, Memo and I hopped into our hooptie, a.k.a. the "Green Toaster", and headed off to the bike shop. We arrived, with our burning wallets and determined minds. I was the only one who was going to get a bike, but had bookmarked some good looking ones that might suit Memo. When it was all said and done, my bike was suped up with an Electra bell, "I ♥my Townie", a black rack, a headlamp, and taillight. Memo scored an upgraded brown leather seat and Ergo grips at no extra charge!! We were stylin'. We rode out; me on my Townie, and Memo on his!! We enjoyed the afternoon riding up and down along PB, and then later around downtown; the place we call, "home". It was a most definitely Super Sunday, and I can't wait to ride today.
