If you are not quite as hip as I am, you may not know that Laissez Les Bons Temps Rouler! is Cajun French for Let The Good Times Roll!, Which is what we have been having around our house for the last week or so. Well, at least my wife and her mother have been. For my vision is still messed up, and they have been having entirely too much fun laughing at me for walking into walls and tripping over “stuff.”
Hey, they even let me stumble around with my shoes on the wrong feet for two whole days! Nope, neither one would confess to setting me up to put them on the wrong feet in the first-place. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I’m sorry, but that really was a stupid question.
Whatever was wrong with my left side is better, thankfully, but it is still a struggle to type. So, it may still be a few more weeks before I can get back to keeping you-all fully informed and thoroughly entertained.
I go see the doctor this Thursday, who will undoubtedly have me fixed in short order. Do you think I might make sure of just what my wife means by that? She did, after all, make the appointment.