Take THAT pollen

Admittedly it has been a long while since the last reports of our heroine's activities. Notably, she has fallen into some MAJOR classic literature kick, spending hours re-reading Pride & Prejudice (then watching the 5 hour BBC special with Colin Firth, of course) and miring through the whining of Wuthering Heights, ick, and enjoying the fabulous new screen version of Jane Eyre. And of course revisiting the narrative magic of Paul Giamatti and Laura Linney in the wondrous HBO mini-series John Adams.

God Bless America.

Aside from this her crusades have come in the ultra-boring forms of work. She is spending 2 days inside the city limits of Crazytown, dodging the insane requests and heaving through piles of "to dos," + still working 10 hours from home. Aside from that she has begun working with

a fabulous group of folks on a summer project, one they started last summer and worked hard, but enjoyed very much....We are still in the "working hard" part of this year.

She is still rocking PT multiple times a week, doing mini squats, balancing on wobbly boards and even bouncing on a trampoline for a few minutes. Needless to say, there is much more going on these days than before, almost so much that it has begun to feel an inkling like her normal life.

but not driving is debilitating

and her leg is as ugly as ever, exciting ample anxiety about what the future holds. Will she walk like a zombie for the rest of her life?

Will her leg permanently resemble swollen Swiss cheese? Only time will tell. Time that seems to be ticking away all too slowly.

Frankly even SHE is getting sick of saying the same things over and over again. Uttering "my leg hurts" or " I'm stuck" or "Would you mind giving me a ride to _____?" blah blah blah. It's even getting old for her ears. The real saints in this story are the people who calmly listen, help, and comfort her when her superhero shell can't keep the anxiety under control.

Her adventures this past month have also led her closer to God? Well maybe, closer to a gentleman who spends all his time talking about God anyway. A man who at the very least, dons a fabulous hat and fervently attempts to revive the "Shepherd" look with a curly staff.

Fighting the pollen daily and dreading the imminent Gulf Coast summer, she and Walter the wheelchair, enjoy spending Wednesdays roaming around the city in a red convertible, searching for cheap furniture for the new apartment.

Tan pending.