Well, my new for the day is going to be a quickly because it is late and I am rather bushed!
I had yet another lovely evening with my mother and we had a grand time! We ate out for dinner and then went and saw “The Help.” It was really good! I wish I had read the book before I watched the movie, but it wasn’t the end of the world. We were in there with about fifty other middle aged to old women. We laughed together and cried together. It was all very touching. but it wasn’t until after the movie was over, that my “new” began.
I rode my bike to the theatre and I wasn’t too tired after the movie got out, so I just decided to ride around for a while. I had never ridden anywhere for long periods of time at night before. It was really thrilling! I hadn’t ridden for a long period of time for a long time in general. It was definitely refreshing. Really nice weather.
I rode all around town for about two and a half hours. I believe that was a record as well. The only bad thing that happened was that I pretty much ran out of gas on the way home. Bikes don’t generally have a fuel gage, but there’s usually a light that comes on when it’s low, but nothing ever did. I felt it about to die on the highway and I had to pull off the next exit ramp and I was stuck there. The only thing I was thinking was “oh crap my phone is dead, I am really in a pickle!” I better be able to get this thing going again or I'm really stuck! But by the grace of God and the manufacturers of all bikes, there is a fuel switch on the bike that I can switch from “On” to “Off” and to “Reserve.” The switch was on, but when I turn it to “reserve”, the engine uses the gas at the very bottom of the tank. So all I had to do was switch to “reserve” and it was working great! I was so glad I paid attention about that weird switch. So I went straight to the gas station and filled her up! Nina was very grateful:) That’s my bike’s name by the way, Nina, Nina the Ninja. All the boys love her, that’s for sure, but I love her more!
Zechariah 1:8
"I saw in the night, and behold, a man riding on a red horse! He was standing among the myrtle trees in the glen, and behind him were red, sorrel, and white horses.
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