A couple of years ago Dad won a Harley motorcycle. All last summer he was talking about how he was going to sell his motorcycle. I hadn't heard that he was driving it around so I assumed that he had gotten rid of it. NOPE! :-) Today on the last day that I was going to be around, he decided that he would drive his motorcycle to breakfast, mom and I would meet him there. (he had been slightly disappointed the Sunday before when I decided not to join them because that meant that he and mom had to take the truck, so he couldn't take the motorcycle) We went to breakfast and we all had omelets! Oh yummy!! :-) My omelet was eggs, cheese, bacon and tomatoes....you can't get any better than that!