-Posted by The Burgundy Muse - aka Jan- **For P2's friends and those of you who
regularly visit this blog, a bit of news.**
Last Saturday afternoon, P2 and I decided to take one more ride before putting up for the winter his second favorite girl, Bertha, his 81' custom chopped Harley. We had decided to go into town for a local Arts Festival and to see some of his old friends, members of the band Little Feat who were set to perform that night. On the way is an Interstate Highway construction area between the lake house and the city. While cruising through it at what he believed was a safe speed, about 25mph, we hit some loose gravel where it appears trucks crossed the asphalt road, and we lost traction momentarily and began to drift. Before he got completely off the gas, we began to slide and the back end of the bike began to come around on us. He had no choice but to lay the bike down
We went down hard, but he manged to keep me from being badly injured by letting go of the handle bar and reaching back and grabbing my waist allowing me to fall on him, minimizing my contact with the ground. His quick reaction prevented me from hitting the pavement face first. I did sustain a minor burn on my ankle and had to have several pieces of gravel dug out of the palm of my hand.
But, because of the heroism of my love, he was not so fortunate. Cushioning my blow, he tore his shoulder badly and broke three fingers on his right hand. He carry me to the side of the road before he even took stock of his injures. He is okay for now and has some really good pain pills, which makes him....how shall I say this .....quite amorous.
As for Bertha, she has a few scratchs and a minor dent, but was ridden home by a friend and is put away for the winter.
Because of the broken fingers (and the pain pills) P2's suggested I post over here till he is able to type again. He has some stuff cued up, but said I could keep the ball rolling over here to get to know you guys better and have some fun. The deal is, he throws out an idea and I have to run with it and make a post.
Hubby needs the rest and relaxation and TLC, he seems to have been lately working harder than he ever did when he was active member of a band. So, I have exiled him from work (at least till the pain pills wear off).... yes I'm grinning..... and put him in charge of entertaining the cats, hosting "Cheesy Movie Night at P2's" and answering the phone. I plan on nursing him back to 100% of his old self, if that's possible.
I'll be round to say hello on behalf of both of us, and try to answer any remarks when he tells me what to write.