Pink scooter

A couple weeks ago, I bought myself a scooter for Father's Day. I figure, after 20 father-less years, I (we) deserve a present! I'd been looking at scooters for a while, specifically the white 2009 Honda Metropolitan. Something about the brown seat with the cream colored retro-styled body was and still is just beautiful to me. But since it's my first scooter and I didn't even know if I would use it very much, I decided for something on craigslist, something previously loved but also in good condition and new-ish. I knew the right one when I saw it because, of course, it was pink.

So the day before Father's day I took the metro down to the Waterfront in SW DC to pick it up. Before that day I had test driven two scooters for a total of 1.5 miles. Needless to say, the idea of driving it from SW home to Tenleytown in NW DC made me very nervous. I was giddy with excitement and determined to do it, though. As dad always said, 'no guts, no glory, god hates a coward.'

The drive was fantastic! So exciting/scary/thrilling that I kept forgetting to breathe! I was literally beside myself with joy the entire way, and took a bit of a scenic route through the sights of the city to prolong the journey. Instead of going straight home I took it to my friend's house where they were relaxing in the sun by the 'pool' (really just a hot tub). We gave her a bath and considered what her name should be. Still no decisions on the naming.

I've ridden the scooter every day possible since then. I think I had to miss two days because of rain or the threat of rain. If you have any influence with the weather, I'd appreciate if it was dry until it snows (though I'm not sure that would be good for the fresh local veggies). In any case, I imagine you seeing me on my scooter and I think you love it. It was especially cool that your friends saw me riding to meet them and mom for lunch yesterday. To me, your friends are a piece of you. You shared your heart with your friends, and they became your family. I didn't get to know that part of you very well when you were alive. And now, whenever your friends share in the happenings of my life, I feel like it's a direct link to you, as if you there with me through them.

I'll load a picture of me on mine once I slow down long enough to take one! In the meantime, if you get a chance, help me out with pink scooter's name. I have a feeling she's like a Vixen or a Vivien but still working on it...

Love you, Jeff.