Home Alone

Hubby's gone. Kids are gone. It's just me and the animals. Glorious!

So last night me and my partner in crime hung out at a local biker bar to sell tickets for our Harley raffle. What a hoot! We had a prime spot to sit and watch the bikers parade through the parking lot and show off their goods. Some were just okay, but then you get some hot mama who rode in on her hot pink Harley, high heels and pink leather jacket. Suddenly, I wanted to be her. Just for a day. She looked H-O-T and she knew it! She handled that bike like no man I've ever seen. I'm still in awe.

I must say that bikers are some of the most generous and genuine people I've ever met. They always welcome us with open arms and open their wallets for our organization. We met Kenny from the band Stagger Lee and he graciously promoted us all night and even sent us a really nice email this morning thanking us for trying to make a difference. Sweetness!

So since the hubby has been gone I've turned into a wannabe biker babe groupie. Honey, come home!