Last week I was trying to come up with a name for her, even before we picked her up from our friends house. I was originally thinking Violet or Purple Hooter, but it seemed to missing something special. My husband and I were having dinner with Sissy and her husband Kenny Kenny (yes, the repeat of his name was on purpose, his nick name from Monsters Inc.) We had talked about it briefly, but nothing came out of the discussion. I was pooped from going out (hoping my stamina will improve soon) so I hit the hay as soon as my husband’s chariot delivered me home. Riding bitch was more tiring then I expected, even if its like sitting in a barker lounger.
The next morning, I woke up to a text from Sissy, in her infament wisdom, she came up with “Jewel”. I love it, it’s perfect! Why is this name so perfect? To me it has duel meaning,
First, the purple on this 2012 Harley Davidson Street Glide is a deep royal purple. Similar to a piece of jewelry. Second, my mama’s name is Jewel, named after a ring my grandpa found. Sissy then had to really make it special by saying, “I was thinking with it being mama’s name sake, she would watch over you”. Of coarse, this made me cry and I realized I must have scared Sissy a great deal when I had my accident.
Saturday night was the big night. My husband and I met our friends (John and Cathy) at their house to pick her up. I think there is something seriously wrong when someone else is driving your new bike before you. What can a girl do, still mending and hubby insisted. I hate when he is right, by the time we got Jewel home I was thrashed and I was driving the cowboy Cadillac. One beer, resting in the Grudge and off to bed to re-coop.
Sunday morning I was rested and ready to do my second favorite thing to do involving motorcycles. I love to tinker on my bike or just hang out in the Grudge (Grudge, comes from a red neck joke, which is politically incorrect so we will not be sharing that one). I washed and waxed Jewel and then installed my docking kit I salvaged from Scarlet. I was pooped again, So I enjoyed a beer, resting while my husband washed his bike.
After resting, my husband took me for a spin on my bike. I have to say riding bitch on this bike is no where near as comfortable as being packed on my husband’s 2012 Harley Davidson Road Glide Ultra. My goal for the ride destination was to go to Sissy’ s to show them my new ride. As per usual I bit off more then I can chew. I couldn’t believe the position I put myself in, It was a combination of ecstasy and pain, I love to ride but I was in a lot of pain.. At the time I thought I was a knuckle head but after I was rested I was thrilled for getting to ride her even if it was bitch.
I won’t be able to ride her for another month or so, but I am happy to be able to tinker in the Grudge.