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Monday, 23 November 2009

Buckle up Ladies

I have been working on a project this fall with my friend Kady McClure. We have been putting together a Calendar.... "The Men of Harley". We still have one more shoot to do and off to the printers it goes. Back just in time for Christmas.... Yes that is right... Christmas. The locations are Shreveport/Bossier Harley Stores. We used 2010 bikes and clothing. It Rocked! What a kewl privilege to do some great stuff. Big shout goes out to the men that I worked with.... you guys did awesome! Ok I know you wanna see some pics.... hold on ladies... here are only a few.

Sunday, 22 November 2009

Sat Nov 21 started out early I attended a Funeral with Patriot Guard Riders. Then off to ABATE for The Spam Run, where we were collecting cans of food for the salvation army. We waited for our police escort... which never came. So we took things into our own hands taking a parade down the street, having one of our own riders stop traffic while we all crossed. Then back to Fud's for some tender brisket.

Hooked up with Ricky and Bob and we went riding. Oh yah... they like to ride fast. I have had enough of 10mph under the speed limit people, thus why I mostly ride solo, but these two like to haul ass !! Stopped a few time for something to drink and ended at GGMC clubhouse party. The band rocked.... with a sweet stand up bass, lead guitar and drums. Of course they had gobbs of food. My friends Keith & Keitha were there and we got to chat. Ended the night and returned home after a long, fun, exciting day.

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Currently
Symphony
By Sarah Brightman
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Changing One Thing Changes Everything

This time of year I review the past year. I consider the people I have met, the new friends, the steady old friends, the friends that have gone, the casual acquaintances, the people I wanted to build friendships with but didn't, (for whatever reason), the ones that moved away, and most of all what they have brought to my life.

Every decision has consequences, and I consider those before I make the decision. I have looked at the price to be paid, and made the choice. Taking full responsibility for my part in the outcome. I do not regret anything. Not one thing. Nothing I have said I regret. I meant it all. Did I hurt some..... yah I know I did. My intentions were not to hurt, but as hard as I try, even when I feel like I am letting them down softy..... it is still harsh.

Decisions are linked together by a thread.... one leads to another. Looking at where I am today... it is through a series of decisions. I like who I am. I like the tender part of my heart that makes me cry with this deep, deep appreciation for those who have fought and served this country. I can not even say "thank you" without the tears. I have not lost a loved one through service, nor do I have any family in service, I just know where I have been and lived and the patriotism of the USA is incredible. I know they are giving all..... I know I would have served would they have taken me.

Now I am sure that would have changed my destination in life completely. I'm not sure that it would have been a good idea anyhow, but at the time I wanted in, my smart mouth would have kept me in trouble, if not landed me in jail. I can listen to and follow authority figures in my life, if they have earned my respect. Cause Rank is something you wear.... but my respect... that is something you will have to earn. I can not be "handled".... unless I choose to listen.. LOL

I like the strong, staunch, vehement part of my personality. That is the major dominant part of Marie who is present 98% of the time. This is where the tough decisions are made, like leaving Canada and moving to the USA with only 2 suitcases. Walking away from everything, and never going back.

I would have to say that the biggest change that has happened in the last 11 years since moving here, is that I put myself out there more, subjecting myself to more critique. My photography business requires me to be accessible to people. They want to know who they are dealing with, and know a little about me. . I like going to church on my bike.....I ride, and I love to ride, and I want to cut through the crap right off the bat.... cause if you cant take me at my worst, you don't get me at my best !!!The secretive, private Marie that lived in Canada stayed there..... Marie that is here will tell you what she wants you to know.... and doesn't care who knows what. Cause if you don't like it too F@#$ bad! go away! LOL I own the "Delete button".

I have no regrets....

Tuesday, 17 November 2009

Why Not?

I just got home and it is 42F outside. Yes it is "cool" but it is not cold. I lived in Canada for 33 years. When it was -25F we would suit up and head out on the snowmobiles for the day. Riding in cooler weather is just as much fun as hot weather. That is why God created neoprene, wool socks, long underwear, and leathers ! As long as there is no ice on the road I am good to go. I am still waiting for the "too-cold-to-ride" weather here that people keep talking about.

Come on people lets ride. Have some fun... dance like no one is watching.... this is life... this is what it is all about.

Sunday, 15 November 2009

Currently
Wild Hogs (Widescreen Edition)
By Tim Allen, John Travolta, Martin Lawrence, William H. Macy, Ray Liotta
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Ride Hard or Stay Home

Bumps + Bike + Big Girl = Plenty of Bounce for the Ounce !

After church I headed south on 171 followed that to Hwy 84. The high water has done some damage to the roads. Plenty of bump and dips makes for fun riding.

Went to church this morning rode my bike. Over the past few months I have gone to several different churches. Most interesting to see the reception I get. Some are biker friendly, but a few were not. At least we get the "judging" part out of the way and can move past that. This is me at my worst.... if you can't take that you don't get me at my best. All of the churches I have gone to, even the ones that have Biker Ministries.... there has not been one bike in the parking lot, nor has anyone approached me about their bike ministry.

I was going to take some photos, but just couldn't stop.... didn't want to... sorry. Oh and the best was on my way home going over the Shrpt/Barksdale bridge.... a black Ford truck in front of me had deer horns attached each side of the cab at the top of the doors ! I am serious.... it was the stupidest thing I have seen yet in the south.