So we’ve been bike riding a lot since…I don’t even know what to call this anymore. Lockdown? Quarantine? Dat Rona? started. But it’s Houston and it’s 100 degrees all day now so bike riding has gotten harder. I told Addy that when she was ready, we’d cross the major street and have dessert at Checkers one day.
Today was that day. Brownlee found a bike on an app (there are no bikes in the stores anymore…and typing that gives me dystopia vibes) and we loaded up my bike basket with sanitizer and the garage door opener and we headed the .6 miles to Checkers.
Gotta get the joy where you can find it.