I can ride my bike with no handlebars

...Not really.  I can barely stay upright and not crash into things even using both handlebars.  I just sing that song in my head sometimes when bike-riding.

We live in an absolutely beautiful place.  I wasn't too keen on moving here at first, but it's really grown on me.  It really hits me when people come to visit us and dote on how beautiful the landscape is, because sadly people get used to the beauty when we see it every day.  We've decided to take advantage of our surroundings.  We've been going to more local restaurants, enjoying the outdoors (I have been going to the pool, Hunter - not so much), and we plan on going to the beach often once the upcoming weddings in which we're involved are finished.

I mentioned our bike ride a few weekends ago.  Here are some pictures from our outing.

A whole lot of driftwood on a "beach" that Hunter claims is actually a beach when the tide is low.

Hunter enjoying the "beach".

So this is one of the first pictures I took when we got to the "beach", and I didn't really look at it.  Then I saw the water crashing around this big piece of wood and I really wanted a picture of it.  So I took like 10 more pictures trying to get a good one, and when we got home and I was looking over my pictures, I saw that this one was the best, and the first one I took.

Our rides!

The path leading up to the bridge over the lagoon.

Since Hunter posted that picture of me sleeping after I posted his quote about Aerosmith, I figured I'd repay the favor.  This is most likely going to open up a HUGE can of worms, or just a lot of sneaky sleeping picture-taking.  This is Hunter finishing his "shoulder workout" to fix his bum shoulder.  Apparently it was exhausting.

I love you, honey!  Please don't hate me!

Sibling's Day and my new ride

So, apparently yesterday was National Sibling's Day.  And being the wonderful sister that I am, I had no idea.  Anna texted me at like 8:00 p.m. wishing me a good one.  And I also did not blog about her birthday OR her visit with us over her Spring break.  So let's roll.

Birthday:  My baby sister turned 22!!  I love her intensely.  Mom would work nights, and when we were little we would sleep in the same bed.  When Mom was at work, we would sometimes play movies and leave the TV on to help us fall asleep.  It couldn't be something too scary in the first 30 minutes, though.  Two of our most frequent fliers were "Stuart Little" and "Fantasia".  I had a point to this story when I started it, but now I don't remember.  So there's just a little fun fact for you.  We got along great then and now we get along great.  It wasn't always that way, however.  When she was about 10 years old, I did not enjoy being around her.  She was very moody and just mean to me.  (I was like 13-14 years old so I'm sure I was insufferable, too, but that's not the point here.)  But then the most glorious thing happened.  She got put on Yaz.  After those hormones evened out, it's been pretty much smooth sailing ever since.  I joke that I need to write Yaz a thank-you letter for changing our relationship.  But in all honesty, I don't know what I'd do without my baby sister in my life.  OH!  Now I remember where I was going with the whole "Fantasia" thing.  It was to say that I have always felt a strong urge to protect Anna, and I think it's from all the nights that we kept each other company and what not.  So I may stress about her future sometimes, but it's just because I see her great potential and I want the absolute best for her in life.  I know she's gonna do amazing things.

Spring Break:  Anna came to visit for a few days.  We went downtown, shopped a little, went to the local lighthouse, had home-cooked meals.  It was a lot of fun.  Of course on the day that we went to the lighthouse, I didn't have my nice camera.  But when we went to the outlet stores, I had my camera and didn't take any pictures.  Terri would be ashamed.  She also made me watch Pitch Perfect for the first time.  It was phenomenal.  I'm very upset with myself that I haven't seen it before now.

(I'm fairly certain this night/montage of pictures is where my mild obsession with mustache-related paraphernalia originated...)

Sibling's Day:  I was thinking on my way home of what my favorite memory with Anna would be. I had like an hour drive, and I could not come up with a favorite!  There are too many goodies to choose from.  After junior year of college, I got home and started to unpack and realized that I had left the entirety of my underwear drawer in the actual drawer.  Anna offered to ride with me back to school to get my unmentionables.  On the way, we taped her camera up in the corner of the car and recorded us dancing and lip-syncing.  Anna was shocked to learn that I know the actual lyrics to "Macarena".  On our family trip to Boston, we jumped back and forth on the double beds in the hotel room, laughing and singing.  We were singing "Nobody's Perfect", by Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana.  We were 17 and 21.  These are just two examples of some of our fabulous memories of which I cannot choose a favorite.

My new ride!  It's not a car, it's a bike.  A bicycle.  And I love it!  Hunter has been riding his bike around and I wanted to partake.  We took a Saturday and went shopping around and found the perfect bike!

We went riding on Sunday and I'll post the pictures later!

I'm going to pay for this later, but I keep thinking about it and giggling.  On the drive to our bike ride, Aerosmith's "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing" came on the radio.  Here is a snippet of our ensuing conversation...

Hunter:  "The main guy's name is Steven Aerosmith, right?"

Me:  "You mean Steven Tyler?"

Hunter:  "That's what I said..."

Me:  "No.  It isn't..."