
Don't get me wrong. I love my green little Cosmo. You know complete adoration...but this last trip to LA while parking the car I found a new love of my scooter life. It is a thrill, I cannot say wind in my hair (since I wear a helmet) but I am hooked. Not quite on the motorcycle but on the scooter feeling.
My next scooter if I can get it in the nice pretty lime
green color or something that is just as spunky and as loud as mine. The next scooter has three to make the beauty. Can't you just see me cruisin' down Amity?
My next scooter if I can get it in the nice pretty lime
green color or something that is just as spunky and as loud as mine. The next scooter has three to make the beauty. Can't you just see me cruisin' down Amity?
With Gracie and Mary in town they were very excited that we had four baby calves that had to be bottle fed. They didn't mind spending the extra day at Grandma and Grandpa's house so they could have their turns with the calves. Grandpa was even kind enough to make sure that they waited untill the girls were up to feed the calves. Ron (whom the girls grew big crushes on and called him Uncle Neal) even shared the 

