I'm Jordanna and I ♥ Electra bicycles.

I've wanted a Cruiser forever and I've been drooling over the Electra website for a few years; unfortunately I couldn't afford to purchase an Electra so I was forced to dream about one instead....until that all changed.

Cindy (who I'm sure will be part of my adventures as she's a fellow cruiser) mentioned she'd seen an Electra Cruiser on Kijiji so I grabbed my netbook and looked that shit up! I fell in love with my bike instantly, and while I'll admit she's not what I would have picked if I were buying new, she was perfect anyway. I hit the "email owner" button and offered $350 for the bike...that sounded like a reasonable starting offer no? It's been a few hours why hasn't she answered me about my sweet sweet new bike? I decide to call and leave a message...it's been a couple more hours, why hasn't anyone called me back? Maybe they sold the bike, maybe they are insulted by my offer...? Denial, anger, sadness....bedtime.

The phone rings at 9:45pm (don't judge, I got up really early with my little guy so I was tired). I convince the husband to run upstairs to get the phone just in case it was the old owners of my sweet sweet new bike. He doesn't run at all, in fact he went slower than normal, or so it seemed, to get the phone. There was a message...about my bike...it was still for sale! I call the lady back and offer her $350, she practically laughs out loud and says she won't go below $500 and that they priced it that low to sell it quickly. I eventually talk her down to $450 and we have a deal (though to be honest I would have paid full price for love). I'm to pick my new sweet sweet bike the next day.

I barely slept all night, the excitement about going to get my sweet new bike was overwhelming and exciting and that made sleep difficult. It's finally "bike day" as I dubbed it at 6:00am with glee to my not so excited about it husband. I had two appointments to get through before I could go pick up my bike.

Appointments over I head out to pick up my bike, as I'm driving through a snowstorm that seems to be getting progressively worse the closer I get to my destination. It has snowed so much I can't even see the street signs rendering the directions I was given completely useless. I roll down streets randomly looking for a street sign I can read, just hoping it might be the one I'm looking for. After asking some cute snow clearing guys for directions I was on my way!

The door opened to my sweet sweet new bike and it's love. I didn't hear angels or a choir singing but I did hear some Sublime in the background which for me is angels and a choir singing in itself. I handed over the money and rolled out.

And so begins my adventures with Rosie, or as I like to call it "Rolling with Rosie".