This morning Sam asked if I was going to ride with him. At that time the temperature was 35 degrees. Brrrrr. I asked what the high was going to be. He didn't know. If I had to give an answer then, No. I turned the television on and found out that the high was going to be around 43. My final answer was, No. Sam put on his leathers and climbed astride his Harley. I put on my jacket, wrapped a scarf around my neck and followed him...in the 4-Runner. My mama didn't raise no fool...at least not this little girl! (I have three brothers - that's a totally different story.)
The bed of a pickup truck was filled level with toys.
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