Two years ago this week my daughter totaled her car, I was wrangling with the insurance company every 10 minutes, it looked as if her financial assistance package was going to fall through, and I was miserably hung over. I got on my bike and rode all day.
Today my daughter in on the Dean's list for the sixth semester, the school wants to throw money at my other daughter, and I took the same ride in much better spirits:
The shark warning sign is still up:
And since I had done the clam roll and O-rings after Tuesday's ride a lingucia pizza was in order:
Life, indeed, is good.