Bicycles and chunks of ice do not mix

Sam and I went for a bike ride today out in the Everglades. It was interesting...not 100% sure if where we were was part of the Nike Missle site or not...old buildings, one bunker...but nothing that really stood out as military. A mystery to further investigate. (Note: this was NOT the newly opened to the public Nike site inside the park boundaries!)

Well, my sweetheart up in PA also went for a bike ride today, but his day didn't end well. He rode through a tunnel that wound up having chunks of ice in it. He hit the ice and flew over the bike, breaking his elbow in several places. I just spoke to him. He is back home now (after midnight) with Percocet and crackers and bottles of water. He will need surgery, probably Monday or Tuesday?

Looks like I'll be flying out soon!

My new beast - the PinkiE

Ok, so it's not a beast, but it's bigger than my Yoda! I can actually haul stuff in it! And it is high enough off the ground that the potholes on Jane's Scenic will make me laugh!


And yes, I've already had my share of "problems" with it...had to replace the fuel pump when I'd had it less than one week, there is a minor oil leak coming from somewhere around the filter, the bracket holdng one of the tailpipes is loose and it tends to start making this horrificly loud vibrating noise now and then...and the other day the driver's side door wouldn't close. THAT problem got fixed temporarily by a coworker (Thanks, Jimmy!).

BUT I love my truck! I have already bonded with it. I have taken it out off the Trail and tested the 4X4 and at least THAT works....well, for now anyway...but I really do love my truck!

If you're wondering why I've named it "PinkiE", well...the kid I bought it from had a sticker on the back window...an "E". I asked what that was about and his Mom said, "What color is the E?" It was white. Well, it was good for short laugh, but I decided I could NOT drive with that E on it, so a friend told me to color it pink. Get it? I did and I liked it, but the pink Sharpie ink wasn't lasting, so off the sticker came. I didn't lose any sleep over it.

And so a new chapter begins...

As of 10:00am, this morning, I am officially divorced. No celebrations. No yells of joy. I don't think it's right to celebrate the ending of a marriage, but I will say that I am happy. I am content. I am at peace.

Divorce was something that, infortunately should've happened a few years ago. But I am not one to take my vows lightly, so I tried...and tried...and tried..... I and my kids have put up with ALOT of bad scenes. So last July I made the decision to end the nightmare.

I have felt free since he moved out, but now I am completely, legally free. We have a child together, so I guess he'll always be in the picture somewhat. I have no problem being his friend. In fact, since he moved out, we have gotten along fine, even helping each other out now and then with different problems (and what problems some of those have been!).

So after court, I got a Starbucks and came home to my kids. No parties, but that's just fine. It's been over for a long, long time...why should I celebrate now? In fact, I feel no different today than I did yesterday or a week ago. Family and good friends have been supportive. And I was blessed to have someone come into my life that fills my heart with such happiness...I feel so lucky.

So here I am, about to start the next chapter of my life. Wish me luck!