a front row seat

I had therapy this Monday past. Britney brought me to the gym and we did exercises on three different leg machines. This was a huge step forward from our usual mat exercises. On each machine we did two sets of 13. The hardest part was not the exercise but the transferring from the wheelchair to the equipment.
My financial assistance for rehab was approved !! Now Britney has to submit paperwork indicating how many more weeks and how many more visits per week she think is necessary. The hospital will pay for all of these visits. Winner! Winner! Chicken dinner!

where are my car keys

Fuck England Day was a mellow but fun affair. Erica had to work until 2 so I spent the morning on the bed researching five day cruises. Around noon some Dipshit set up equipment at the pool and began blaring music. His choice of music was terrible and his DJ skills were even worse. Proving the decline in our apartment building the police were called and shut that shitshow down. Around four Eddie the Painting Guy and Tony Beer came over. Eddie TPG stopped and picked up a quarter mile of food. He brought chicken barbecue, pork barbecue, 'tater salad, cole slaw, mac & cheese and peach cobbler. It was a true southern meal to celebrate our independence. I have a special bond with those two. They are more than el recordo sto' barflies. They are truly friends. We had a good time and decided to make it a semi regular thing. Next met up is a pizza night at the end of the month with them. It’s good to have friends who make you laugh and feel good.