Not too long ago, Amanda over at Hip House Girl spotted our infamous green bike wheel and wanted to know more. See it? Yeah, wedged right there in our office between the wall and the sideboard. And it’s been there for well over a year, you know, just hanging out.
So where’d it come from? Well, two Novembers ago, I married Scott – my better half, the coolest person I know (no, really!), and my very own do-it-all handyman. (You see, I married smart). Our DIY nuptials were themed around our favorite mode of transportation, the bicycle. Not only is it our transit of choice in the Windy City, but it’s also how I met the hubs for the first time. He was on a bike, we met, we laughed, we ate Cincinnati chili, and the rest, as they say, is history.
Knowing we already had bicycles on our invitations and programs, Scott’s dad scored a duo of beach cruisers at his local flea market, snatched them up, and sprayed them a glossy, grassy green. Not only did we love them, but they fit right in with our poppy, colorful decor, and they found themselves flanking the entry to the art gallery where our reception was held.
Because two more bikes in our already tiny home would be two more bikes too many (say that five times fast), we donated the “art” to a friend’s playful backyard garden. But being the sentimental gal that I am, I just had to have one wheel. Just one, for memory’s sake. And now, my friends, we’re left with that one lone wheel.
We need your help. We love the darn thing, but can’t figure out what in the world to do with it. She sure looks pretty in that green, and we’re going to be a-stick-in-the-mud about that. We think. Otherwise…suggestions? Thoughts?
You’re a creative crew, and we crave your input. Hang it? Create with it? Cut it up, slash it, tie a big bow on the top? We’ll try (almost) anything. Remember, this is sentiment we’re dealing with. And I’m a sucker for nostaligia. But we’re ready to display this fella, and we just…dont…know…how.