Female, 54 years old, and single. Birthday is December 28, 1964. Owns and rides a motorcycle. Interested in males. Looking for friends, riding partners, or a relationship. Drinks socially. Lives in Siloam Springs, Arkansas United States. Member since January 2009. Last online last month.
About me..1st I am a person that laughs out loud, cry’s at times, and has a lot of passion on the inside. I carry my heart on my sleeve and sometimes it gets knocked off, but it always comes back just a little bruised. Why because I love life and know that there is good people out there. I am a protector of my family. I dislike and feel sorry for people who see life in only black and white. They are missing so much out there to make them a full and happy person. I try to live my life each and every day like it's my last day on earth. Every one of us can become a better person. And… Every one of us is a gift and we have a purpose for being on this earth. Don't waste your time looking for answers, become the solution. Don't look for love, be love. Don't look for friendship, be the best friend you can be. Don't look for happiness, just be happy. Remember, Life is what we make of it, the incredible and endless possibilities. Life's purpose is not to be given love, friendship and happiness but to seek love, friendship and search out the happiness that will fulfill our hearts and soul.
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Old Age, I decided, is a gift
I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometimes despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks like my mother or father!), but I don't agonize over those things for long. I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less grey hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.
I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avantegarde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon?
I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 & 70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love .. I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a
car? But broken hearts are what give us strength, understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning grey, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question , I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day. (If I feel like it)
I CAN REMEMBER WHEN
SEX WAS SAFE AND
MOTORCYCLING WAS DANGEROUS
"Ride With Pride"
Things My Motorcycle Has Taught Me
The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rearview mirror.
People ask us why we ride a motorcycle. For those who have experienced the joy, no explanation is necessary; for those who have not, no explanation is possible.
I'd rather be riding my motorcycle and thinking about God, than sitting in church thinking about my motorcycle.
Four wheels move the body; two wheels move the soul.
Most motorcycle problems are caused by the nut that connects the handlebars to the saddle.
Life may begin at 30, but it doesn't get real interesting until about 60 mph!
You start the game of life with a full pot o' luck and an empty pot o' experience. The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck.
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
Midnight bugs taste just as bad as Noon time bugs.
Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they CAN hold everything you need.
Don't ride so late into the night that you sleep through the sunrise.
Sometimes it takes a whole tank full of gas before you can think straight.
Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.
Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town.
Never do less than forty miles before breakfast.
A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.
Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and lived, and still rides.
Young riders pick a destination and go. Old riders pick a direction and go.
A good mechanic will let you watch without charging you for it.
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night.
Always back your bike into the curb and sit where you can see it.
There are drunk riders and there are old riders, but there are not many old, drunk riders.
Ride to work. Work to ride.
Whatever it is, it's better in the wind.
Two-lane blacktop isn't a highway - it's an attitude.
When you look down the road, it seems to never end - but you better believe it does!
Winter is Nature's way of telling you to test the electrics.
Keep your bike in good repair. Motorcycle boots are not all that comfortable for walking.
People are like Motorcycles: each is customized a bit differently.
Sometimes, the best communication happens when you're on separate bikes.
When you're riding lead, don't spit.
A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 a.m. to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down.
Catching a yellow jacket in your shirt @ 70 mph can double your vocabulary.
There's something ugly about a NEW bike on a trailer
Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't.
If you can't get it going with bungee cords and duct tape, it's serious.
If you ride like there's no tomorrow, there may not be.
The best modifications cannot be seen from the outside.
Always replace the cheapest parts first.
You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze.
Only a Biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
Keep the paint up, and the rubber down!
There are two types of people in this world, people who ride motorcycles and people who wish they could ride
RIDE EM IF YOU GOT EM !!!
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