So on Saturday, Rene' took me to the Vespa store in Winter Park. I saw several I would love to have mainly a red one. Bad point, I would have to buy it without having an opportunity tried it first. No way. So the owner of the store directed us to the Scooter store a few block away where they rent scooters, but not Vespas.
There, I donned a helmet and climbed aboard one. After scaring Rene, but not myself, I decided I needed lessons before I would rent one or consider making a purchase. Rene who never said, "Mom have you lost your mind", called her sister Lyn and told her that if I brought one that she nor her brother Myke were to call her and accuse her of not looking after 'THEIR MOTHER"
After sleeping on it over night I decided that the Vespa was a WANT not a NEED and in truth a Vespa wouldn't get used any more than a car.
I would get a bicycle instead.
Around here because there are no bike lanes, everyone rides on the sidewalks. SAFER.... at least that is what my son Myke deduced today, as he was trying to talk me out of the Vespa that I had already given up on. When I told him I was getting a bike instead, he told me to buy an adult tricycle. You know the ones with three wheels and coaster brakes, a market basket and a FAT FANNY seat. My DIL Mel in the background could be heard saying "Myke, tell her to get a helmet with a light."
Now for a quilt progress report.
I am still piecing. I have two projects in a "just getting started" state. Neither one of which has set fire to my creative flow. But here is a look at the progress on the flowers which I am quilting on.