Boys and their toys!

I have heard for the past six month, "I want a motorcycle. I want a new car. I want a segway. I want drums. I want a guitar." So finally my boyfriend decides its time for the motorcyle. In my head I'm thinking this is the best thing I have heard all week because now he will shut up about buying one. I am on a business trip in New Orleans for the past week and he decides to drive to every Harley shop from Bossier City to New Orleans on a quest to come visit me. So he stops at multiple shops and once he reaches New Orleans, I decide I will go with him to Slidell to look at that shop. So we get there and he finds a couple of bikes he likes. Again, this is one more step ahead so I am excited. Not realizing what I am getting myself into, I hear questions and debates on color, type, suspension, kits, conversions, blah, blah, blah. Not being a very savvy girl with anything like that, I am lost! I have trouble figuring out my navigation in my car so we all know motorcycle talk is at the bottom of my kowledge base! Being a supportive girlfriend, I want him to get what he wants and what he likes, not what someone else tells him to get so I try to voice my oppinion when it matters. In a shop full of boys, my mind seems to drift when they are talking about the width of a tire and what kind of rims are on the bike. I know boys like their toys but is it wrong that I am thinking about how cute my new pair of jeans would look on me on the back of the bike?!?! Or how I am going to hold my purse when I am riding with him?!?!? So push comes to shove and he picks one out. He picks out all the extra 'toys' he is going to add to this bike and after it is all said and done, three hours later, he has a bike! In the truck on the way home, I wonder to myself, what did I do for three hours while he was shopping for a bike? I was shopping in my head for accessories that will look good on his bike! Boys and their toys and women and their shoes!