Hello again everyone.
I have very few rules for my girls relating to men: No earrings. No Tatoos. No motorcycles.
Up to now, I think all four of them have observed the rules. But the other day, after having obtained Hollywood’s consent to marry him, Danny went out and purchased a motorcycle. Can you believe it? I’m in a state of shock.
Prior to becoming engaged to my baby, Danny talked about getting a pickup truck. A Ford F-150 pickup at that. He seemed so down to earth. So grounded in good sense. So, well, intelligent. (And according to Hollywood, darn good looking.)
Then it happened. He lost his mind.
Now he is the proud owner of a very large motorcycle. One big enough for both he and Hollywood to ride together. One that has the potential to …
Anyway. I guess he can use it as a trade-in on that pickup truck he was thinking about when he gets his mind back. In the meantime, I will say a daily prayer for his (and Hollywood’s) safety.
In the name of the father ….
Thanks for reading and stay tuned.