scurtis436

I am a southern "born and bred" Georgia peach.  Rode on the back of my husband's Boulevard C50 once, the third week of May.  (He has had it for 3 years.)  When the bike leaned in the curves I was terrified.  I decided to take the Basic Motorcycle Course at the DMV and paid my deposit / signed up for a class the 5th and 6th of June. I thought if I understood more about the motorcycle I would not be afraid riding on the back of my husbands bike.  I spent two intense days . . . 2 hrs in class 8 hrs on the motorcycle in 94 degree heat on pavement.  I was surprised that when you are the one operating the motorcycle you do not feel the bike lean like you do if you are on the back! I finished the class with a 96 on the written test and a 98 on the riding test. UREKA ! ! !   Forget riding on the back!  I started looking for a motorcycle of my own and I found a beauty a week later.  A 2006 Honda Shadow Aero, Candy Dark Red, 7109 miles and a good deal. I bought her on June 12th.  She is mine now. I have a LOT of practicing to do. There is a big difference between my Shadow and the smaller Suzuki that I was trained on.  So far the parking lot at the nearest school is my training ground . . . wish me luck!

I forgot to add personal stuff so that you could get to know me a little.  My husband, Glenn (gcurtis436 on ccc) and I married at the sweet innocent age of 17 (he is only 9 days older than I am, both of us born July 1959) and we have been married 33 years.  We have two sons: Philip, 28 yrs old, divorced with full custody of our grandson's: Nathaniel 7 and Matthew 5 and Jesse, 26 yrs old, married to a wonderful Canadian girl, Shannon and they have our beautiful granddaughter Ellie who will be 3 in September.  Always boys around, never thought we would have a little girl in the family until God sent us Shannon to give us Ellie. (Warning, I do ramble and type exactly like I talk . . . on and on : - )  I'm not a hot biker chick or a sexy seat cover.  I am just me, and a wife and a Grandmother. I have worked with the local school system for 21 years, having several positions along the way. I have been a system technician (computer technician) for the last 7 years. Our little department keeps all of the school's technology equipment installed, repaired, and working.  Every day is different and if I am lucky I learn something new before the day is over. 

The first motorcycle I ever saw that I thought I actually wanted to ride was the 2007 Honda Shadow Aero, pearl white and all chromed out at the dealership that my husband visited when he was looking to buy his bike, (is it alright to call it a bike or does it sound really wrong, I am new in this venue.)  Anyway, that bike just spoke to my heart but actually riding one wasn't real to me at the time.  Besides, he left her there and bought a Suzuki Boulevard C50, which was a great looking bike, burgandy and black with the windshield and all.  (Just wasn't the Shadow.)  When I really decided that I was going to buy a bike all I could think about was that Shadow Aero, I loved the clasic style, the curve and length of the fenders, just had to be a Shadow Aero.  I looked at many Shadows, always being disappointed that none of them spoke to my heart like the first, pearl white, did so long ago.  Then I saw the add for this one . . . this was her, the bike for me.  She has some extras and plenty of room for my touch to be added and the paint, which Honda calls "Candy Dark Red" looks like a "black cherry" red to me.  When the sun shines on her you get this deep purple red. (Like my birth stone, the ruby) Anyway, I bought her, she is mine and today in the mail I got the title for her . . . .the first title for anything in my name and only my name.  (which was totally awsome!)

After I rode on the back of my husbands bike that one and only time, he was teasing me that now he could wear one of those T-shirts that says "if you can read this the b*** fell off".  I laughed and told him that if I passed my class and got my license he could ride on the back of MY bike and I would wear the T-shirt that read: "If you can read this, the bast*** fell off"  Somehow, he didn't think that was quite as funny as I did. 

On an ending note, I never thought it was fair that older men get an acceptable "condition" referred to as a "mid-life crisis" which excused them to buy things that cost too much or that they really wanted in their younger years and couldn't get so they get them now to make themselves feel younger.  All women get when they get older is a condition called menapause.  Well, I will be 51 this summer and this is MY mid-life crisis and I am loving it! ! ! !