The Golden Goddess

I would have told you sooner about my gorgeous new bike, but I went home to Florida to see my very missed parents, friends and most importantly, my 8 month old nephew with the sweetest face, best personality and chunky legs with so many rolls, they could compete with a bakery delivery truck. (The last part of that run on sentence should have been read in a squealing voice. I can't help it, and don't ask me to!)

I had given up on affording a new bike or finding a used bike that was not stolen by a person who might cut off my head and use it as a hat. When all hope was lost, my friend Tim (bike pusher and enthusiast) started looking on eBay and Craigslist for me. He not only found good options for me, but went with me to check it out.

So here she is, my sweet bright yellow, not stolen bike. She's totally sporty and kind of flashy, but with a few minor scars here and there...just like her owner. She needs a catchy name though, I'm mulling some over in my head. What do you think?



I was hesitant to get a road bike as I wanted to be able to mount a rack and use my grocery pannier. Thankfully, I found a way to mount it, and my heels don't even clip it while riding.



That was extremely lucky. Otherwise, how would I have been able to carry all of this booty from the farmer's market this morning? I'm serious people, that bag is amazing. It is truly liberating to carry things on your bike rather than on your back.



And the tomatoes?! How is it even possible that I just started liking tomatoes a few years ago. What was wrong with me?



I know, I know. I am totally a blogger now. My non-bloggy friends make fun of me for taking pictures of random things. But just look at these tomatoes!



Why wasn't my lazy butt going to the farmer's market the rest of the summer? (Insert disapproving sound and shake of the head).