Biker Chick

Netflix has afforded me the opportunity to catch up on shows most people have been watching for several seasons.  My current obsession is Sons of Anarchy.

Hot Jax.  Did I mention HOT?

Motorcycles?  Tattoos?  Gemma being all - I'll-smack-you-in-the-face-with-a-skateboard-if-you-mess-with-my-man?  Jax being all tough guy, but melty when he sees his little boy?  Love it. 

Something I bet you did not know about me:  I know how to ride a motorcycle.  My ex and his dad bought me a Honda 125 (or whatever - I don't remember what it actually was) so that my feet could actually touch the ground and taught me how to ride it.  

I mean it's been a few years, and I wouldn't want to challenge anyone to any kind of contest or anything, but if presented with a bike I could hold up, I could totally get it down the street.

Michael has been going on and on about wanting a bike for years, and now I'm kind of on board and kind of want another Honda 125 (or whatever) for myself.

Silas' Nana and Pawpaw are already indoctrinating him into the way of the Harley, so we may as well make it a family thing, right? (So long as no one starts ordering me to get them beers or calling me their "old lady" - we're way too close to a birthday for that).

Anyway, watch the show if you like that sort of thing (and if you don't....weird, but whatever), but don't Google how to properly spell people's names to write about it on your blog because you'll accidentally find out things you aren't supposed to know yet, and you'll be sad that you know them too soon.