I'm being tortured

OK, I love the warm weather, don't get me wrong, but ever since it's hit 45 (sometimes even before), everyone has been out riding their bikes, and it's been so very painful to hear them.
My motorcycle helmet has been collecting dust in my closet for over a year, it sure seemed like a good purchase at the time. How was I supposed to know I'd get a boyfriend who didn't ride a motorcyle? I always thought that would be a requirement for a boyfriend.
What I wouldn't do for a ride nowadays. OK, there's a lot, but I hate being outside and seeing and hearing a bike go by. Plus, Zylstra's Hog Roast (you'll have to scroll down on the link) is next weekend and Kevin has to work both Friday and Saturday night, so I won't be going to that. Though I wonder if it won't hurt less not being able to go to that. Just having all those bikes and bikers around me and knowing I'm not able to ride on the back of (with) any of them.
Trying to think of a way to explain this to people that aren't into bikes. Think of something you love to do and then imagine you aren't able to do that thing anymore (for whatever reason), it hurts, deep down inside, it really hurts.

Live your life with arms wide open

Thursday night, I planned on going to Porky's for bike night. Thursday, we had thunderstorms, and a tornado watch, I actually found out where the basement is at work. So I was figuring that by 6 when I got off, we wouldn't be going to Porky's, well, Karli decided that since the severe weather had passed we should go anyway, and I wasn't gonna complain. Karli, her mom, me and Kevin started out for Porky's only to be called by Karli's mom's friend and told that Porky's was locked up, so we went to Trophies instead (the place the bikers go after Porky's). That was fun, got to hang out with bikers and look at bikes, then we decided to go to The Jungle Room, a karoke (sp?) bar where a great number of the bikers congregate after Trophies. I never go to sing, I just like to watch, I was very entertained because Karli and her mom were dancing. I kinda felt sorry for Kevin cause he seemed so bored. As mean as it sounds, I'm thinking next time I go, we're leaving him at home. He was so out of his element. You know how bikers have a certain stance about them (and if you don't I'm not gonna explain it, cause you won't understand anyway)? Kevin just didn't fit in with them.
I was talking to my boss yesterday about it, and she said I need to have a list of stuff I want/need in a guy. Is that true? I was so happy just having A guy, I don't want to go and make a list and maybe find out that there's not a lot on it that he fits with. I'm extremely confused. I've never had a boyfriend (yes, we are officially girlfriend and boyfriend) before, so I don't know anything about relationships, but I know I love cuddling on the couch, I also know it's not going to go beyond cuddling, even if I have to dump him, it's not happening.
Any advice from my small subset of readers?

Thank God for turnip greens

Nice to know no one missed me. Course it's only been a week, maybe I shoulda waited longer. There's nothing exciting going on here. Had the electricians come on Fri to do the central air work. I've heard the air conditioning guy is coming back today, but he never talked to me, and no one reminded me last night (which they usually do when someone's coming up, just in case).
Saturday, Karli and I went to the Hog Roast at the local Harley store. I should have taken my camera, I know. With the combination of good looking bikers and bikes, oh well. It was fun, but very painful, as I haven't been out on a ride yet this season. Course the weather makes it feel further into the season than it is (Season starts April 1st, so we're only 1 month into it). Then we went to Panera's for snack (kinda funny since we just ate at the Hog Roast) and a drink, those I.C. things, very good. I ordered one that I thought wouldn't taste like coffee, it still did, but it was kinda like a mudslide, the more I drank it, the less it tasted like coffee, plus the coldness kinda throws it off. And on the way back home a big group (OK not really big, only about 10 bikes) rode past us. It's so painful to hear those pipes and see the bikes and not be on the back of one.
So, then I went on a walk when I got home. Unfortunately all my shoes/sandals give me blisters. So, I took my sandals off about a half-block from my house (bad idea), got about 6 blocks from home and could barely walk. Of course I had to work Extreme Fighting that night. Which, I don't get why people want to watch that, just people beating the crap out of each other, I don't get it. Course I wasn't inside, so maybe that's part of it, I'm thinking not from what I heard from ushers. So, standing on my blistered feet for 6 hours made them not hurt anymore, I'm still trying to figure that out. It was a very poor turn out, we had about 1100 people in the house, with 90 presold tickets. There were so few people, that almost all the ushers were dismissed early, and there was only 1 person at each door. They cleared out the balcony and told people they could sit on the floor if they wanted too. Got home about 12:30 from that and went to bed.
Sunday, I got to mow the lawn. Then me and pig sat out and enjoyed the sun. But, I decided it was too hot for her (it was in the 80's and I can just imagine how hot that's gotta be in a fur coat), so we went back in, not long after we came out. Because it was so warm (it was 86 in my apartment), I spent the rest of the afternoon, sitting on the floor watching TV. It was just too damn hot to do anything. Today promises to be in the upper 80s again.
Figured out that I have known my favorite hott cop for 10 years today. Decided not to email him about it, cause it might be a little stalkerish. Like I need that. Wow, I feel old.

Let's Ride

So, me and Karli went to see Ghostrider tonight. Oh shit, that's a great movie, I'm gonna have to buy it when it comes out. And if I thought I got turned on by the commercials, well, lets just say I had a great experience during the movie. There's this one scene where the older ghostrider and Nicolas Cage are riding through the desert, the old one on a horse and Nicolas Cage on the bike, OMG, that really turned me on. I was grinning pretty much throughout the whole movie, it was pretty much like the first time I got to ride on a bike, and the first (ok second) time I rode with a cop. Great experience. I recommend it if you like: bikes, comics (cause it's based on the Marvel comic Ghostrider), Nicolas Cage, skeletons. It's a great movie. I had heard that the story line was messed up, but I didn't really get that, though it was kinda weird how they just kinda invented the bad guys he was supposed to fight, but the whole sweetness of a fiery skeleton on a sweet bike kinda overshadowed that. And, it was nicely set up for a sequel at the end. I generally am not a big fan of sequels, but I like how they set up the end of this one, I would most likely go see a sequel.