"There is no place like home"

Lets pretend for a moment that I am Dorthy. In my blue plaid dress and with my rabbit Toto, I am off for Emerald City. So I grab the tin man, scare crow and lion - only to find out that I cant continue this story because later I am going to need to click my heals three times, and stupid me, I destroyed one of them sledding.

So instead of flashy read shoes, and happily ever after, I am going to have to trade my script in, and find a story I can complete! Tomorrow I am suppose to get a full cast. As a kid I thought that was the coolest because of all the signatures you can collect, but now I look at it as wearing the same sock for six weeks.

Being in a wheel chair is amazing.
1. I find dirty spots that others would never notice.
2. I all the sudden understand a child's need to climb,
and burned hands from trying to slow on moms hill, are just some of my experiences.

The pros you ask?
1. Well I always get a seet on the bus (hey I bring my own and that only takes the place of four normal seats!),
2. now even girls hold doors open for me,
and I get stared at alot which allows me to pretend that others are impressed with my hair or clothes!

Well this is my blog so it is bound to be way different cause lets face it I am weird, bold, blunt and different. So join my weirdness or laugh at it - I love you all!! (This particular entry was to simulate the feeling of pain meds after breaking your foot)

There is one thing to be said about me, just because I can't click my heals, doesn't mean that I am not going to try to negotiate a script change to clicking my elbows.