If you ever read the comments on my humble blog, you are familiar with our dear, old friend Evan. I met Evan in college. We had classes next to each other and met while waiting for our respective classes to start. For whatever reason I mentioned that I drove a '67 bug. Him being a Volkswagen fan, that pretty much sealed our friendship. He became my mechanic until one day when I needed new CV joints on my Honda and he had a boat to rebuild. He sent a friend of his to do the job. I ended up marrying that friend. I got a new mechanic, but kept the friendship with Evan. I believe he may be the only friend we have that we both brought to the marriage.
ANYWAY! After living for years in outer Mongolia he has moved back to the Houston area, so we actually get to see him every once in awhile. And Saturday he invited us out to the motocross track. Yes, you heard right, the motocross track. When he's there, he does stuff like this:
When I'm there I do stuff like this:
Unfortunately, when I was doing this I had a helmet on my head and the camera in my pocket. He
coerced, made, forced me to get on that bike with him where he drove me around like the lunatic he is. He did wheelies, y'all! Wheelies! I'm an old woman with a heart condition! OK, maybe I don't have a heart condition, but my father does and if had seen me doing wheelies at a thousand miles an hour he would have have had a heart attack. I haven't had that much adrenaline in my body in a long time.
Seriously though, it was awesome and a good time was had by all. The boys all rode. My boy had a mishap with his bike that freaked him out enough that he didn't want to ride anymore that day. I have no pictures of him riding. My mechanic had pretty good time himself. But perhaps the most disturbing aspect of the whole day was this:
Which led to this:
Which led to this:
We are in so much trouble. A 7-year-old in her own pink motocross helmet. What am I supposed to do with that?
And ladies, Evan is awesome with the kids. We all love him. Thank you, my friend.
Our Sunday was a little more sedate. More on that later.