taming the bicycle.

As May comes to a close, I'd thought I'd share my joy for bicycles. After all, May is National Bicycle Month. 

I love Bicycles, particularly Beach Cruisers. Have I ridden one on the beach? Well.. no, but I do have a lovely one that (except for the vicious ride up my hill) brings me happiness. Bikes are the coolest aren't they? I've always loved bikes. Okay that was a lie. We have a love-hate relationship. It all happened in the 5th grade and a little bike accident left me to wear this disgusting cloth around my head for 5 months. I looked like an idiot! After those "tragic" times, I gradually learned to love bicycles again. 

Phew! 

Now, I can't get enough! So just for this month and for all you bike lovers, here are some interesting facts about bikes.

There are so many pros to having a bike. See above.

It's cool to ride a bike with a mustache. And wear tees with this guy riding a bicycle on it. Duh.

                                                                                    It's cool to put these pins on your book bag as a fashion statement. 

If you are a pug head, it's cool to ride one. 

If I were a painter, I'd paint bikes.

If I only knew back then. But I'm an idiot. 

If I were an owl. I'd ride a bike. 

Bikes beat motorcycles. Look at that speedster. I always wondered how to get on one of those. 

Oldie bikes like this are what is cool in life. 

Basically, what I'm trying to say is... bicycles are cool. So I will celebrate by riding my bicycle. 

Happy National Bicycle Month! 
May you have many chances to ride your bicycle this summer. 

Some people say that the bicycle needs taming. Riding is a dangerous adventure. But where's the fun without one? The best way to sum this up is in the words of Mark Twain. 

"Get a bicycle. You will not regret it, if you live." - 

Taming the Bicycle. 

and the Songbirds are singing like they know the Score.

I witnessed one of the saddest but cutest events ever in my backyard the other day. I don't even know why I go out.

First of all, you know those Windex commercials where the windows are SOOO shiny and the birds run into them? Well I'll tell you one thing, Windex is not the reason why birds fly into windows. Our windows don't show that "streak free" shine and birds still frequently run into them. Those darn birds I tell ya!

Idiots.

Anyways, a cute female quail hit into our patio window. After the big bang and our family's attention, she got back up but stumbled, fell back down, convulsed and died. A little after, her mate flew down by her side, cried/squawked, puffed his body up and stayed there to protect her. Cute right? He only left her side a few times and so when we got the chance, we put her body on the other side of our fence. When he came back, let's just say he was not singing songs of happiness. He was panicking and squawking as he tried to find her. The cutest part of this was when I looked outside the next day and there he was.. perched on top of the fence right above her. 

I think he'll die there by her side.  

Now that I know the true meaning of love birds, I feel a little bit jealous. 

So this one's for you, stay true love birds. 

oh and P.S. any of you who eat quail, think twice because once you kill one, you may as well have killed the other. Have a good day!

the CURSE of the Gypsy Toothbrush.

I have two stories to tell today:

       And they both are traced back to one of the most routinely (hopefully. if not, you are an idiot.) used items in the world: the toothbrush. Believe me when I say this, there must be some curse floating around. 

The first, happened many many years ago. Even before I was born. Let me paint a picture. A married couple (which have some association with my mom, but I don't know??) go on vacation to the home of the Italians: ITALY. While there, they saw many of the beautiful sites, ate true italian food and felt loved. They took tons and tons of pictures. Oh and as a side note, this was during the time when film was mostly used in cameras and folks had to go get their pictures developed at a photo centers... (those were the days). Upon their return home. They picked up their developed pictures, excited to show everyone. But think again. A group of gypsy men had a little fun and broke into their hotel at the beginning of their trip. Want to know what they did? Let's just say that this lovely American couple got plenty of pictures of these men with their toothbrushes where the sun don't shine. Yes, this is a revolting story I know. The couple had been using those EXACT toothbrushes since! Ewww. Don't you want to go throw up now?

Anyways, part 2 of this two-part sequence:

A few days ago, my parents gave me some tragic news. The last time we bought toothbrushes, I apparently took Rick's after a few uses. EW. and they let me keep using it!? Gah. I'm disgusted. THEN, the very next day, I was getting ready for school. It was way too early and I wasn't what you call "awake". So I'm sitting there brushing my teeth thinking about how gross it is when people share toothbrushes. I rinse my mouth and toothbrush only to look down and see.. THAT I HAD BEEN USING MY SISTER'S TOOTHBRUSH! I quickly grabbed mine and brushed my teeth 6 or so times. That whole day, I felt disgusted. But don't worry guys.. I have solved the curse. I got a new toothbrush!!:):) Best decision I've ever made.

I know my situation isn't as bad as a Gypsy Sun No Shine Toothbrush.. but isn't it?? Gah. 

So with the disposal of my old toothbrush, the curse has been vanquished. Hallelujah!! And yes. I know I'm an idiot.

Brand SPANKIN' new:)

I love this new toothbrush more than words can express. 

I do not wish this upon my worst enemy. 

Never Again. 

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Curse you Gypsy Toothbrush.