Franklin gets Crafty

The weather is doing that wonderful thing it does sometimes in Texas. It is being perfect. This past weekend our heroine found herself sipping coffee on her porch enjoying The Warmth of Other Suns...and the warmth of the regular old sun, getting far more than her prescribed 15 mins of sunshine.

Then she and Franklin embarked on a journey southward with their dear Canadian friend to Bellaire where there was much crafting to be done, most notably the construction of darling decorative spheres. A delightfully messy process

including string, glue, balloons, and Vaseline. As should be expected the Amazing One-Legged Girl dominated that yarn, but she got covered in glue in the process.

The crafting fun continued, fireside. Knitting away on a no-longer-seasonally appropriate scarf for her relative to the north.

Aside from the crafting and good conversation to be had, naturally there was mass consumption of char-roasted sugar puffs...aka SMORES.

Our heroine has an exceptional skill when it comes to the proper roasting of a mallow, the melting of the chocolate and the distribution of the graham. It was truly an exquisite sight to behold.

The crafting continued the following day, with FINAL completion of that daunting scarf and the fabrication a little felt sleeping bag for her Kindle. Such an exhibition of craftiness has not been witnessed since the legendary six foot papier-mâchéTobasco bottle of 1999.

Tomorrow its back to less pleasant battles, including her first physical therapy session. Exciting as that is, she would rather roast a mallow.

Stay at Home Superhero

It has been mentioned before that working part time is dangerously fabulous. Only going into Crazytown 2 days a week allows for our heroine to soak up the sun from her new orange couch and to keep a safe distance via internet and email during the rest of the week. Aside from daytime TV being as awful as it is reputed to be, the commercials reveal that the Amazing One-Legged Girl is in no way their intended audience. From what she can discern they are directed towards one of three categories of people: Mothers with fresh babies (diapers, Gerber, Pajama Jeans); the elderly (dentures, Rascal Scooters, the risks of reusable catheters, Pajama Jeans); the un- or underemployed (medical billing certificates, ITT Tech, Pajama Jeans).

Of these three groups, her current situation freakishly most resembles that of the elderly (not in teeth or in need of help in going to the bathroom), but in her high fashion wheel chair, her super peppy home care nurse that visits once a week, and her need for trendy lounge wear.

The often aired commercial that causes the Amazing One-Legged Girl to laugh heartily at fate goes like this "It's your life, live it well, Texas Orthopedic Hospital." Sweet sweet irony. Probably one of the reasons so many people are stuck at home with the TV on during the day... go ahead rub it in by advertising frequently during the day. Remind us that your infection ridden hospital is why her leg exploded in the first place and further reason for the introduction to Franklin the Frame.

Another exciting aspect about being a home-bound hero is her new garden. Her passion for delicious food, undoubtedly increases demand for fresh herbs, especially the ever-popular cilantro, basil, and rosemary. The logical conclusion is to attempt to cultivate her own, along with two intrepid tomatoes. It should be noted that last year's attempt at farmer-ism started much much later in the season and resulted shriveled sun-stroked twigs.

She is hoping for more luscious longterm results this year.

New Digs, 3 Stairs & Rolly Chairs

The new house is fabulous. Thanks to the aide of many wonderful friends and her tirelessly helpful mother, the move is complete.

Three stairs thats it. Then the door. nice porch, good street, Cajun restaurant on the corner.

Our heroine has been enjoying a wonderful new view from a new $80 orange couch, that may clash with her fancy red chair, but oh well, the hardwood floors ties everything together... right?

Aside from being on the first floor, this apartment is wonderful because it is a straight shot: living room, kitchen, bed & bath.

The kitchen is so large in fact wheels are required to get around, adding a whole new element to the cooking dance. Wheeled twirls are the newest and best way the Amazing One-Legged Girl gets from the sink to the fridge, no more ridiculous hops and one-legged turns that threaten to topple her so often.

She is finding a nice rhythm in working part-time, dangerously nice. If it weren't for the giant metal cage on her leg, you might say she fell into some some random good fortune.

But alas, her fall led to something else entirely. A prescription for PT three times a week will undoubtedly throw her back on the crazy train once more. She is still learning new things every day. For example, who knew large luggage made such a great ottoman?