sense of humor – MIA

It seems that all I have done on the last few posts is rant. Well, I felt like it. And I got it out, so I’m done… I think. HA
I have been working on my novel. It’s been fun. I wonder if I enjoyed the last scene a little too much. It’s a scene where she takes him home, screws him and kills him. Her character is deveolping into quite a nutcase, and I love her.
On to other things…
My brother built a track on the back part of his 40 acres for his ATV’s and my dirtbikes. I went out there on Tuesday. Something is wrong with my bike, I think it has to do with my brother in law riding it. He’s well over 200 lbs and has no clue what he’s doing. He wrecked my bike into my husband’s. While he was on it. My bike seemed ok, while my husband’s suffered a bent handlebar and broken brake levers.
It took over 30 minutes to get mine running, at which point we heard a strange noise coming from the crank case… sounding something like a faraway dog barking. Fantastic.
Since my bike was not running, I sat on the little tractor they have out there, letting Ethan play and watched them jumping and basically being lunatics. I decided I wanted to putter around a bit.
So, I got on one of the race quads. These things are scary, I’m serious. Well, they are to me. I have never had that ‘need for speed’ and these monsters have it. I am little miss timid when it comes to those things.
After going over a few little bumps, I head to a part of the track that Logan was having a blast on. He has his little 50cc bike. If I could see beyond his helmet, I am sure he had a huge grin on his face the entire time. Well, going over those things on a super heavy quad is totally different than on my 150 dirt bike. Just puttering doesn’t work. I went down the other side of some of these things and just about threw myself off the front of the quad.
So I asked my brother how you are supposed to go over the damn things without launching off the quad.
“You jump it”  He said.
I laugh for a second, right, me.. jump..HA
Then I ask him how to do it. Within a few minutes I am jumping. And LOVING it. Still a bit scared, but I’m doing it dammit.
I ended up clearing the tabletop that he built for beginners, like me. I know, I know. A table top for BEGINNERS?! Ok, give me a break here. It is a start. Not that I’m going to be flying off of things any time soon, but I am moving along at my pace. Which could be a medium pace… he he. Now that song is stuck in my head. All I remember about that one is a shampoo bottle.
Any ways. I am proud of myself. And I guess this was all about bragging.