At 54 yrs old, I don't see you changing now. :spank:It's nuts, 54yo and I have to hide my bike from my mother.....
Mom and dad retired to Fla. many years ago but dad comes back to Pa. every summer to help in the shop. Well, this year mom decided that she would fly up and surprise us then drive back with him.
Now, mom is a VERY emotional person, was an emt. for many years and scraped many bikers up off the pavement. I know it would give her a nervous breakdown if she knew I still rode. She thinks I sold my last bike back in 83 or so after a bad crash.
Anyone else have a problem like this? I wish I could share some of the wonderful things I have seen and done but like I said, just knowing I was on a bike would kill her.
Just for the record, my brother and dad both hate bikes and want nothing to do with them but know I'm not giving it up. AND, we don't lie to mom, we just don't talk about it. Just not a subject that comes up......
Hide the bike!!!!
It's nuts, 54yo and I have to hide my bike from my mother.....
Mom and dad retired to Fla. many years ago but dad comes back to Pa. every summer to help in the shop. Well, this year mom decided that she would fly up and surprise us then drive back with him.
Now, mom is a VERY emotional person, was an emt. for many years and scraped many bikers up off the pavement. I know it would give her a nervous breakdown if she knew I still rode. She thinks I sold my last bike back in 83 or so after a bad crash.
Anyone else have a problem like this? I wish I could share some of the wonderful things I have seen and done but like I said, just knowing I was on a bike would kill her.
Just for the record, my brother and dad both hate bikes and want nothing to do with them but know I'm not giving it up. AND, we don't lie to mom, we just don't talk about it. Just not a subject that comes up......
Mom and dad retired to Fla. many years ago but dad comes back to Pa. every summer to help in the shop. Well, this year mom decided that she would fly up and surprise us then drive back with him.
Now, mom is a VERY emotional person, was an emt. for many years and scraped many bikers up off the pavement. I know it would give her a nervous breakdown if she knew I still rode. She thinks I sold my last bike back in 83 or so after a bad crash.
Anyone else have a problem like this? I wish I could share some of the wonderful things I have seen and done but like I said, just knowing I was on a bike would kill her.
Just for the record, my brother and dad both hate bikes and want nothing to do with them but know I'm not giving it up. AND, we don't lie to mom, we just don't talk about it. Just not a subject that comes up......
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At 54 yrs old, I don't see you changing now. :spank:
Keeping peace may be the best thing. Surely you have a bestest friend that you can stash the Harley with for a few days. Just be sure you keep the keys!
And don't kid yourself. Mothers always know more than you think they do.
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Dont feel bad, I am 45 and hide a whole bunch of tattoos from my mom.
I would never lie to mom. If it came down to it I would come clean and admit all. Two more days just two more days....I feel for ya sposhcop but how do you explain the long sleeves in Florida?? LOL....
My mom knows better than to say too much about what I do.
I've jumped out of perfectly good airplanes just for the hell of it.
I think she believes that anything else by comparison is safe.
I've jumped out of perfectly good airplanes just for the hell of it.
I think she believes that anything else by comparison is safe.
I was driving home from a trip to the winery a while back and had my 60 year old friend in the car. She took a call from her mom and was quizzed about "why aren't you home yet?" and such. Quite funny actually.
Moms are entitled to it. We humor them because it's nice to know there is at least one person that gives a shit and is looking out for us.
Moms are entitled to it. We humor them because it's nice to know there is at least one person that gives a shit and is looking out for us.
My wife got me a free fall jump for Christmas. It was awesome. If I didn't already have a hobby or two I would have taken up skydiving.My mom knows better than to say too much about what I do.
I've jumped out of perfectly good airplanes just for the hell of it.
I think she believes that anything else by comparison is safe.
Yeah right?
Like I need another expensive hobby! :laugh
Like I need another expensive hobby! :laugh
I'm 48 from a very strictly religious family (assembly of god preachers kid). To this day they do not know how much I like beer and whiskey. I figure they don't need to know.
Mom knows more than you think.....
My Dad hates motorcycles. I guess hate is a pretty strong word. More like highly dislikes I guess you could say. He was as happy as hell when I sold my first bike. When I got my bike I have now I stopped by to show him as he only lives 6 miles down the road.
I was a little surprised at the response I received. I asked what he thought, and he said he was happy I didn't get a sport bike, and he is happy knowing I can get the things that make me happy.
My Dad hates motorcycles. I guess hate is a pretty strong word. More like highly dislikes I guess you could say. He was as happy as hell when I sold my first bike. When I got my bike I have now I stopped by to show him as he only lives 6 miles down the road.
I was a little surprised at the response I received. I asked what he thought, and he said he was happy I didn't get a sport bike, and he is happy knowing I can get the things that make me happy.
Once out of the house, one is entitled to live their own life. Family mbers get to tell you all kinds of stuff just because.
It's a wise man who learns to pick his battles and a few strategic non disclosures can save a lot of grief.
I have several non disclosures including my. . .
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It's a wise man who learns to pick his battles and a few strategic non disclosures can save a lot of grief.
I have several non disclosures including my. . .
you know
My mom and dad hated motorcycles. Swore I would never have one in town, but they bought me a Cushman when I was 12 yrs old to ride around on the country roads at our lake house in the country.
In the city, we lived about 3 blocks from both grade school and Jr. High schools that I went to. I walked to school from our house. After I graduated from Jr High, it wasn't just a casual walk to get to high school. I was too young to get a drivers license for a car and I thought I was waaay too cool to ride the bus.
Long story short, my dad broke down and bought me a Honda S90 for the commute much to my mother's dismay. The funny part of the story is that he also immediately bought a life insurance policy on my ass. I rode that bike through rain, sleet and snow with no major mishaps. The following year when I got a car license, dad sold the bike and bought me a cage.
That worked out OK though because I was able to take out the chics on dates, and in my junior year met and dated the girl who today is my wife of over 40 years.
Two years after I had gotten married, bought me a Yamahammer 650 and kept it a secret from the folks. They are both gone now but I bet they turned over in their graves when I purchased my first Harley.
In the city, we lived about 3 blocks from both grade school and Jr. High schools that I went to. I walked to school from our house. After I graduated from Jr High, it wasn't just a casual walk to get to high school. I was too young to get a drivers license for a car and I thought I was waaay too cool to ride the bus.
Long story short, my dad broke down and bought me a Honda S90 for the commute much to my mother's dismay. The funny part of the story is that he also immediately bought a life insurance policy on my ass. I rode that bike through rain, sleet and snow with no major mishaps. The following year when I got a car license, dad sold the bike and bought me a cage.
That worked out OK though because I was able to take out the chics on dates, and in my junior year met and dated the girl who today is my wife of over 40 years.
Two years after I had gotten married, bought me a Yamahammer 650 and kept it a secret from the folks. They are both gone now but I bet they turned over in their graves when I purchased my first Harley.
My dad is against motorcycles. He just thinks they are dangerous, so I was never around them growing up. Skip to 47 years old. My now wife's sister and her husband ride. They would come back from trips telling all the good times. Hmmm. sounds like fun. So I buy a new Fatboy Lo. I can't tell my dad. so I have a few pictures on my ipad that we are showing him from a vacation trip. He is sliding through them and comes to a pic of the new bike. You should have seen the look on his face. He didn't really say much to me (he did mention his dissatisfaction to my daughter), but just said I needed to be careful. He is now ok with it. If he knows I've been on a ride, he wants to know all about it.
Now to the next move. He has said and I Quote: "Now I draw the line on Tattoos"... Now I turn 49 next week and can't get the nerve to get one... but I see it happening some time... maybe... well....shit...
Now to the next move. He has said and I Quote: "Now I draw the line on Tattoos"... Now I turn 49 next week and can't get the nerve to get one... but I see it happening some time... maybe... well....shit...
My folks have always hated bikes. Especially my Mom.
When I was about 9 or 10 I had a friend w\ a little honda trail 50. My folks refused to buy me a mini-bike of any kind.
After a lot of non-stop complaining, they finally agreed to let me have one if I bought it myself. I worked my ass off mowing lawns that summer and had a SL 70 by fall.
They later told me they would never have agreed if they thought I would actually do it.
40+ years and 20+ bikes later, I still hear it from my Mom that they are "Deathcycles" and if I cared about my family I would get rid of it.
(I have heard that every couple of months for those 40+ years...)
She about choked on her dinner when I was 19 and home on leave and saw my tatoo...
When I was about 9 or 10 I had a friend w\ a little honda trail 50. My folks refused to buy me a mini-bike of any kind.
After a lot of non-stop complaining, they finally agreed to let me have one if I bought it myself. I worked my ass off mowing lawns that summer and had a SL 70 by fall.
They later told me they would never have agreed if they thought I would actually do it.
40+ years and 20+ bikes later, I still hear it from my Mom that they are "Deathcycles" and if I cared about my family I would get rid of it.
(I have heard that every couple of months for those 40+ years...)
She about choked on her dinner when I was 19 and home on leave and saw my tatoo...
Huh, huh... His wife gave him a free jump for Christmas...My wife got me a free fall jump for Christmas. It was awesome. If I didn't already have a hobby or two I would have taken up skydiving.
Just tell her the truth and be done with it. It's your life, your bike and your hobby. Has nothing to do with them...
I've jumped out of perfectly good airplanes just for the hell of it.
It is a rush not to be forgotten. :nodMy wife got me a free fall jump for Christmas. It was awesome. If I didn't already have a hobby or two I would have taken up skydiving.
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