My friend over at Not Sisters (also, for the duel female households among us – how great a title is that?) commented that I should name my bike Ripper. There is no better name. I’d like a little license plate but I’m afraid that would take some of the oomph away. It’ll have to be between us.
Ripper likes my boots. So does RR. I think they are very worthy for a fall Friday. Also, this is my very first pair of tall boots ever and I am inordinately proud of them so I had to show them to you. Hurrah for vampire slaying librarians in boots!