Well... see, what had happened was... NO SERIOUSLY... I was gonna call you and see if you still needed that handicapped placard, or if I could bum it off you for about six weeks, but I ended cut up and laid up too!! ...and the fight for the best handicap spot continues!!!
Man, I got the license plate now. I have a placard for when I am in Big Daddy's car. He already hates my choice of vehicles and the license plate really keeps him out of my car. Now how did you go and lose your card----oh yeah, I forgot that I called the handi-man when you tried to get to a certain parking space before a sista. LOL!
Well, since the hubby ain't TRYIN to push that, and you're DEFINITELY gonna be laid up (not the 2:17 version either), then I'll send Herman over to lift that off the van for ya. I promise to have it back by the first week in Feb.
