Bobbin' Away!

You're heard tales of motorcycle parts strewn about my house, and ramblings of a bike soon to be in existence, but as of yet still in skeletal form. You've listened patiently as I've ranted about my long-lost husband and the Bermuda triangle-type effect the garage has on the man I love. Oh wait, those rantings might just have been in my head. Oops, now they're public! :)

But today I got a little excited about this bike project of his...because today I got involved! Oh, I've done my fair share of holding bike tires, and commenting enthusiastically about shocks, and seats, and frames...but today I put a little bit of my flair on this project. No, I did not be-dazzle the bike (much as I would like to, I've been forbidden to enter the garage space with anything that can bejewel or bedazzle!).

I've been chronicling this process for Rusty with our trusty digital photo-maker and I've finally found the time to create a little blog spot of his own; a veritable boy's playground complete with photos! Ok, so right now it's ONLY photos. The real mechanic has to write the content. Because let's face it, if I wrote the content it would look something like this,

"The bike arrived today. She's pretty! Her paint is shiny, almost like diamonds. But she's dirty and needs a bath! We will take good care of her and turn her into the princess bike we know she can be!"

Not boy friendly phraseology!!

So, I will leave that part to Rusty, the boy. But, I will shamelessly plug his blog here A True Garage Bobber and tell you to go look at the pics I took of him in the geerauge (that's garage for all of you not native to MN!)...I think they're pretty neat!

Oh, and one more thing: What is our dog doing the whole time Rusty is working away with his man-skills?

I think this pretty much sums it up!....OR

If he's feeling brave enough to stand next to the scary metal machine...ah... a boy, and his bike, and his dog!