I CAN STILL GO OUT

Special K needed a fill-in-date for Buffalo’s Curtain Up, the kickoff for the theatre season.  I was game.  I put on my one heel (heaven) and my gown, slid my arse into a limo, and off we went.

ANDRE REED 2012 at Hotel LaFayette

ANDRE REED 2011 at the Hyatt in Buffalo

I reminded Andre of our last picture taking when he had just introduced his sauce!

Click on the link to check it out.  He didn’t remember me, I was shocked.  At least I had makeup on this time around vs. in 2011 straight out of a spa appointment.  You all know Andre Reed from the Buffalo Bills, right?

FLEET WEEK IN BUFFALO (trying to cover my Betty Big Belly, how’d I do?)

So I realized that I should have been walking in a shoe with a heel on my good foot vs. a flat shoe.  Makes thumping around in the boot so much easier being at the same height.  I’d look a little silly, but that’s never stopped me before.

TOILET PAPER AND BILLS GAMES

I have to admit, I’m pretty damned sick and depressed about my foot.  Whatever.  And I don’t need ANY help in the Department of Depressionology.

We went to a football game party today.  The Bills suck, but I knew that before I went into it.  I’m sorry say, I am not nor was never a fan of the Buffalo Bills, nor any football team, for that matter.  It was fun to sit in the background with my foot elevated and watch people.  I saw one wife come up to her husband and say, “here, here’s some chocolate for you.”

He replied grumpily with an accusatory tone, “I don’t eat that stuff.”  She said, “take it anyway, you’ll love it.”  As soon as she turned the corner he had it down in two gulps.

Then I could tell our host and hostess might be on a septic system since their toilet paper was just like mine!  Unlike Goose, who’s toilet paper is as thick as beach towels, this toilet paper made perfect sense.  Goose berates me on the thickness of mine, but I remind her about the efficacy of mine when her toilet is clogged and she’s whining for help.

Here’s to great artificial joint movement!