Frenchie

This is my bike. Frenchie. Her name came from her French Vanilla Pudding color. She has been sitting on my apartment patio allllll winter long. Sitting there in the rain, snow, and wind. Everyday I look out at her and feel sorry for her, and for me. I want to ride her so badly. She is in desperate need of a wash and air in her tires. She wants to be riding down the streets of Provo. Past the Sev', down center street, and all throughout the side streets. She wants to be rode to the park with a book and a jelly sandwich in her basket. One of her favorite things to do is ride through Huntsville on a hot summer night, honking her horn at all of the neighbors sitting on their porches. With her cute creamy yellow color, she gets many compliments from other good looking beach cruisers. In the spring and summer, together we are invincible.