Don't Know Whatcha Got...

OK - So I am completely homesick the last few days. Not sure if there is a particular reason. I am really doing well for such a big move. Indianapolis is very cool. I like that fact that it's not too hot to enjoy outdoor sports. I miss the MANY sunny days we had in Florida, though. I miss the beach, and my tan. I just found out that Indianapolis only averages 90 sunny days per year. That's wack. Isn't lack of sunshine and depression connected? No wonder all the snowbirds fly south for the winter. When I get overly homesick, I look at Mariah's picture and remember that this is the best place for her to spend her teen years. We can always return to FL when she gets out this stage. The sun will still be there. Unless there's a cataclysmic earthquake and it falls off into the Atlantic. Of course, I could get blown over by a tornado in the meantime. Or fall off my bike again :L)

All in One Piece

So I guess it's not that smart to talk on the cell phone, while riding your bike home in an Indiana Monsoon, while crossing an intersection, 3 weeks after having facial surgery. How do I know? Well, I wouldn't know anything if I didn't find out the hard way. All I know is a silver Honda appeared out of the blue. Next thing I remember, I'm flying over my handle bars. I slide onto the concrete like a runner into home base, careful to keep my head up. I just promised my doctor a week ago that if she would let me ride, I would stay off the mountain trails so I won't fall down. The look on the driver's face was enough to remind me that I was glad to be alive. I picked myself off the road, gathered my bike from the trail, and dug my phone out from the mudd across the street. In the words of Aristotle "The gods too are fond of a joke." - and I just enjoy silly moments as much as the next guy :)