Welcome!

Hey there, blog fans. Welcome to my brand new blog.

I thought I'd start out with a little bit (ok, a lot) about myself. I'm a 30-something work-at-home mother of two, wife of one. Well, mother of three, if you count the dog.

I run an engraving business out of my home - http://www.anderiengraving.com, if you feel like having a look-see. It's a whole lot of fun, since hubby and I are both huge gadget freaks. Machines are a big part of our lives. My intention was actually to start a gift basket biz, but the engraving part sort of weasled its way in and took on a life of its own.

Why is this "BikerMomma's Blog?" That's because some of the machines that make up a huge part of our lives are motorcycles. OK, so I haven't ridden since the kiddies came along, but I fully intend to start riding again once they're old enough to fend for themselves for twelve hours or so (or old enough to come with me, whichever they prefer). I refuse to sell my ride, though. It's my first "real" bike (you can't count the Yamaha 400 that I learned on) so the emotional attachments are strong. Ahhhhh, you should see her. She's a black Suzuki Intruder 750. Right now, she's on loan to a buddy who is in the process of getting his full license. It works for us because he gets the experience under his belt that he needs, he exercises her for me so nothing siezes up unexpectedly and we get a little extra room in our garage for our other machines.

Ahem! Yes, there are others. Hubby rides a Ducati 900SS. One day, he'd love to get a 916 or 998, but that's not going to happen for a while yet. Then, of course, there are the off-road vehicles. A pair of dirt bikes for hubby (I'm not sure why he needs two of them), a quad for the dirt that doubles as a snow plow in the winter and a wee dirt bike for kiddy number one. He's outgrown that one now, so something tells me that we'll be adding another pony to our paddock and handing this one down to kiddy number two.

Oh, yeah! The kids! I guess you'll be wanting to hear a little about them, huh? Well, there's kiddy number one - we'll call him MiniMe, since he's the spitting image of his father. MiniMe is now six years old and attending school full time. I'm hoping he'll be the scholar of the two and will grow up to be a doctor or lawyer or something so he can support us in our old age. Kiddy number two - we'll call him Trouble (don't forget the capital T) - is two years old and a whole lot of fun. One of my brothers bought him a little drum set for his second birthday. I have no idea what I did to inspire such hatred. At any rate, it's opened up a whole new world for Trouble, who I'm pretty sure is going to be a musician. Lucky me.

And then there's the dog. Let's call her Wile E., since the whole world thinks she looks like a coyote. She's a pound puppy, adopted at twelve weeks old. She'll be two this coming April. As far as we can tell, she's a Border Collie/German Shepherd mix, spayed (because I'm a good, responsible dog owner) and microchipped. She' been through three levels of obedience training and two levels of agility training, which is when the money ran out. She's so great at agility, though, that I hope to get back into it once business picks up.

That's me in a nutshell - a really large, elaborate nutshell. Hope you enjoyed my first post. Hope to see you back here some time!