I finally got glasses after 2+ years of not being able to see anything in the distance. My vision has slowly worsened from street signs being fuzzy to having to sit in the chair closest to the screen so I could make out the power point presentation. Basically, I was living with beer goggles on. Before today, everyone twenty feet away was attractive to me. (Whassup hottie over the Cascade Mountains! How you doin’!) I found out at the optometrist’s office that with my vision as poor as it is, I shouldn’t even be driving at night. Good to know! Yay for safety!
In other awesome news, you can find me, my god brother Ed and my friend Boni in this article in the Guam Pacific Daily News. I’ve been levitating since reading this, especially since I’m mentioned in the same space as Dooce. My husband read it and said, “I’m ‘much older’?!?” To which I replied, “Well, do you know what the price of milk was in 1978? I rest my case!” I was initially going to ask, “Well, do you know what it was like to live during the Spanish-American War?” but I thought that with our seven year anniversary coming up, that might not be the best way to see that our relationship makes it to year eight.
Many thanks to Therese Padua Howe for a great article and for reminding me to reinstate my blogroll and also to any new readers who have stumbled here!