I lamented on Monday that I was going to have to work all 5 days for a change and by Friday at 5:00 I was really dragging. It was a week of events every evening which meant the earliest I got home was 8:30, 3 early morning meetings and 4 days of lunch meetings. Meetings, schmeetings – there has to be a better way to make a living!!! 
We joined the Shrine Cruisers on Friday evening for a motorcycle ride to Branson and dinner at Rocky’s Italian restaurant – it’s a locally owned spot between the downtown area and Branson Landing and the food was excellent. Definitely a place where we’ll eat again. The ride to Branson was delightful – a bit on the cool side but a beautiful fall evening. Coming home I was freezing – I really could have used my heated clothing!
Today was our motorcycle group’s annual fall color ride and we took off early with 5 other couples for Warsaw to experience Heritage Days. One couple was taking their 750 Honda Shadow to Warsaw to deliver it to buyers from Moberly, MO. About 30 minutes out of Warsaw we discovered the Shadow had a low back tire – stopped for air, rode a little farther and stopped again. Diagnosis was the tire wouldn’t make it any further. The guys huddled around the bike and we volunteered to ride into Warsaw and get some Fix-A-Flat – when that didn’t do the trick, we made another trip for Slime! By now the buyers had joined us at a little gas station and Plans A-Z were being laid out as to how to get the tire fixed and the bike safely to the home of the new owners.
Around 1:30 the shade-tree mechanics thought they had the flat fixed but needed to let it set so we walked across the highway to a tiny cafe and all had lunch. From the external trappings we weren’t even sure they were open but luck was with us. The tire was still round after lunch so the buyers, sellers, and another couple headed to Sedalia to get the tire officially fixed while the rest of us headed on to Warsaw. We toured all the exhibits of life in the 1800’s around the Truman Dam area and decided the $8 we paid for admission was by far a better bargain than the entrance fee to Silver Dollar City ($50 each!). Not only were the craftsmen far superior but the commercialism was nil – such a deal!
Tonight I’ve been finishing a couple of knitting projects and baking cookies for the youth group at church – if I sound like Holly Homemaker, don’t worry, that phase of my life is very temporary!
