Going on a Bike Reich

Those of you who followed my former blog know that ever since I sold my horse, I have been looking for a good bicycle.
First, I looked at the $400 ones, but I don't commute or anything, so it wasn't worth spending that much.
Then, I looked at one that was $225, but it was too small. (honest) Next, I set my cap for one that was $170 and bright pink. I was really wondering about that shade of pink.
Today, I got my bike for $15. We were at the thrift store, and mom said to check out the bikes, so I did. I am now a believer in love at first sight. She (it's a she) is old, greenish (my favorite color!) with fenders, Shimano gears, a stuff rack, a headlight, and a bell. On closer inspection, I found that everything was printed in Deutsch, with a little label that stated the bike's origin: W. Germany.
Yes, I am a German Girl Scout, (inside joke) may I interest you in some cookies? (and could I have a swig of Kombucha?)