I had one goal today. NOT GO TO A STORE. I had to get some wrapping paper and a calendar so I ventured out yesterday. It was too chaotic in suburbia, I thought I’d never get out of the shoppers’ traffic jam. Well, I failed at my goal. I decided I’d drive my husband to work and while we waited for him to do a few things, we went to a sporting goods’ store. Since the area was mostly business/industrial, it was pretty dead in there. While I was admiring all of the good deals on bikes, my kids spotted a 3 wheeled bike. I like bikes, but I spend very little money on them. One of my bikes’ is a $35 beach cruiser from Target. (Thank you end of season sale!) Another one is a very old hand me down from a bike fanatic. As a family we own several more. Some people I know, I won’t name names, have bikes that cost more than normal people’s cars. Well, I have been seeing these adult trikes around rarely for awhile now and I have wanted one. This is rather embarrassing to admit as they look rather like they are for the elderly and I’ve got a long bike ride to go on before I get there. So…. we walked over to inspect this bike and I was like: WHOA, a thousand dollars????? My kids, who wear glasses can apparently read far better than me, said: It says a MILLION dollars! I’m inspecting it and it also looks used. That’s kind of funny. Then this guy comes over and asks if I want to buy his bike? As this doesn’t usually happen in one of the nicest sporting goods stores, I’m kind of amused. I tell him how I admire it. He tells me that it is his personal bike and he is the bike repair guy for the store we’re in. (Think, huge big box awesome sporting goods store!) So, then I say that if he is riding around on one then maybe I’ll get one cause he is definitely a lot younger and hipper than me. Very clever though to have a real price tag on it with not $1 thousand, but $1 million.