I got up early to say "bye" to pops before he went to work and to thank him for taking vacation time to take care of me. I called him this evening to reiterate. It meant a lot, even though we didn't get to do a "Mini Floyd Day" last week. We still had a blast.
Moms took the day off to take me to the doc, grocery shopping, and all around make sure I was alright to be "on my own."
We decided to do the grocery shopping before the doc appointment. Holy FUCK!!!
TWO HOURS in the grocery store took it OUT of me, we came back to my place to put the "perishables" away, then back to their house for a few, then it was off to the doctor.
I told him I changed my mind and asked if he could put everything back. He just says, "OH, Lady K, I KNOW you're just kidding me, right??? LMAO!
"Everything looks good, you're healing wonderfully, you look great..."
I get another 3 weeks off, and, in the meantime, I'm "allowed" to take a bath AND get into the POOL!!! (Read: work more on my TAN, yeah!)
I have canned goods for DAYS all over my countertops. My girlfriend is gonna come down and help me unpack the last of my stuff and get my kitchen organized. I know, I know...Lady K??? Needing help organizing her KITCHEN??? Y'all just WAIT for my first REAL dinner pictures here...
I know where I want things, just don't have it in me to be running around the place at the moment.
I'm just happy to be HOME, and so is the Madster! First thing she did was climb up on the couch with me to reconnect. I've really missed that. The leaning was a bit much, so she got down and reconnected with everything else. LUCKILY, no carpet accidents. She was more interested in making sure nobody took her hidden bones or toys. I couldn't help but giggle. Cutie girlie-girl.
OH! And NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING, NOT a WORD of CN, even with mom accidentally setting off her car alarm while we were unloading the groceries. I'm surprised he didn't have the "neighborhood watch" all over the place.
Happy HNT! Wanna see my scar??? LOL
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I'm glad you're recovering! I am sorry I didn't send you a banana corsage before, but you know how it is when you're in the big house.
brad!!! STILL IN THERE??? Not passing GO? Not collecting $200???!!
What can I do, WHAT CAN I DO??? I am still in need of banana recipes. These nasty potassium pills don't hold a CANDLE to the "could-be" banana milkshakes and other recipes you are capable of creating. Oh, my gruff, furry friend, I am in a quandry here...
I tried posting Brad-bail, but the cops said, "No way. Jaywalking is a serious offense." And it is. Brad is not exaggerating when he says that there aren't enough police for vile crimes (they're "stretched too thin") yet they somehow find the time to ticket jaywalkers. Oh yeah, and those meter-maids-- put them to good use and get them to bring down bus-stop vandals!
alkelda ~ hmmm...perhaps they could let Brad off with some community service, keeping those bus stop vandals at bay. Just a thought! Should I write a letter?
What kind of operation do you have where you get a girlfriend at the end of it?
I'm surprised the freak wasn't camping out on a lawn chair in front of your place. Welcome home Girl. You have some videos to check out. ;)
Tease me with HNT!!!
If you are good, I will put up some HNT pics of me soon =)
I'm glad you are home, feeling good
and Creepy Neighbor isn't telling you to put the fucking lotion in the basket.
limpy ~ I didn't have to have the operation to get a girlfriend. Several, actually. Jealous? ;)
cork ~ yeah, I was a little apprehensive coming home, but so far, so good.
birdman ~ patience! I'll be sending pics soon enough.
And it's funny you mentioned the lotion, my mom got me some cocoa butter for my scar and I started saying, "PUT THE LOTION IN THE F'ING BASKET!!!" She didn't get it until I reminded her of the movie.
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