MY MOTHER HAS A NEW TOY, and today I got my first ride in it. How many guys can say their mom drove them to church in a red convertible with the top down? The congregation was duly impressed.
Stylin’ it on a Sunday morning.
Dad, rest his soul, is likely rolling his eyes up there in the clouds, but Mom is having a blast. She has already dubbed herself “Red Hot Grandma” and is trying to think up an appropriate vanity plate. (Apparently several variations of this theme are already taken. I had no idea.)
I capped off this beautiful Father’s Day with a short bike ride around the neighborhood and a stop at one of the many nearby coffee shops. We Ann Arborites are certainly spoiled for choice when it comes to $4.00 java. I think I could bike across the entire downtown, including campus, without losing sight of a Starbucks, Biggby, or one of our local cafes. I’ll have to put that theory to the test one day soon. Maybe I’ll call it, “Tour de Cappuccino.”
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