N'awlins at heart

Saturday, March 19, 2011


As you know I got a new ride. So what's next? Mods. Changing out tail lights for LED versions. Just making it different and original. Oh wait. Did I say my ride? Sorry. What I meant was Hannah's ride.

When Patti came to visit for her book signing I followed them to Jack in the Box. I noticed Hannah's center brake light, 3rd brake light, novelty brake light, or whatever they call it was burnt out. I remembered a chat I had with Dean where he mentioned they can't ticket you for it, but they can pull you over "as a courtesy" to let you know it's out. In my life I have discovered the less I've gotten pulled over, the better.

So as soon as I got home I went online searching for the bulb size. And after checking a few places I discovered it's pretty hard to find out that bulb size. I can find almost anything on the internet, but the bulb size for a stock brake light? No such luck.

After a while I ran across something way better than the bulb size. (I never did find it.) A website had an LED strip that fit right where the stock one went. She already has the LED brake lights so I thought it would be perfect. And guess what? It was.

Literally took 10 minutes to install. That includes installing it upside down originally.

Yes, I know the car is dirty.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Different outlook.

Her: I can't believe I'm ironing the toughest shirt ever this morning.

Me: I don't think these jeans in the hamper are that dirty.

And that's why we do so well together.

Tuesday, March 08, 2011

Hey, look at me!

As I was leaving for the day I made the statement to everyone, "See you tomorrow. I'll be in late because I have physical therapy." To which the girl in the lab replies "Have a good session. Enjoy your massage." It was about this time I realized she has no idea what goes on in physical therapy. For those of you who haven't been, you don't get a massage and you definitely don't feel like you just got one when you leave.

Speaking of therapy, my therapist made a comment that bothered me last time I went. I walked to the back (no crutches, no cane, just me) and she looks at me and says "You're limping more than you should be." Really? Me? You do realize I snapped my femur in half, right? Oh, you do? Okay, I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page. By the way, isn't it your job to fix that? I'm just saying, tell me what I'm doing wrong so I can work on it.

And guess what. I was able to take a shower standing up this morning. Have some of that!

They had me working on something called a core board. Basically it's an oval shaped board, that rocks all around. So I have my bad leg up front and the good leg in the back, and I rock forward and backward for 3 minutes. Then I switch leg positions for 3 more minutes. Only last time it put me facing a guy in a wheelchair working on the weights you have to pull with your hands. He was having a lot of trouble and I don't know about his accident but I don't think he'll ever get out of the wheel chair. So here I am almost face to face with this guy rocking forward and backwards almost like I was rubbing it in. I could see him looking at me out of the corner of his eye. Talk about a guilt filled 6 minutes.

I hope everyone is having fun at Mardi Gras. It's been a long day of missing everyone and wishing we were there. I love all the pictures. Keep posting them. By next year I think we'll be ready to go!

We also had a great visit from Patti this weekend. I loved seeing you. Thanks for coming by. :) Love you!