Tattle Tales Need Not Apply....

If you know me at all then you know I have verbal diahrea. Stuff falls out of my mouth when I do not have my foot in it. This Blog is to let my friends know what life is like with Alex. Sometimes, I will say not nice things. I will use bad words. I will type like I speak. If you are easily offended then this blog may not be the place for you. This is my place to shout, bitch and moan about all the wonderfulness that is Ebstein's Anolmaly and having a "baseball" husband.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

High Definition


Holy crap…I’m in HD…really I mean it.  I got new glasses for the first time in years, decades, eons…you get the point…it’s been a long damn time….and I don’t like it.  Don’t get me wrong I totally enjoy being able to see (especially when I am driving) but I wasn’t so excited to see myself.  I’ve been living in  my own misty, blurry, vasaline on the camera lenz, photoshop haze for some time now and well…it wasn’t so bad…but now…yikes!  How could I not have known that I looked so damn old??????  When did I get these lines around my mouth that make me look like a freaking puppet?  AND why didn’t anyone tell me that my skin looked like that…ugh..ugh…ugh.  I am totally jazzed that my frames are cute (Coach…love…don’t tell Charlie) but I am NOT jazzed that I had to get 2…yup…2 pairs.  One for distance (street signs and the scoreboard) and a pair for distance.  I can’t do the whole progressive bi-focal thing so for now I’m doing the 2 pair thing.  Soon I’m going to have to get a chain like an old lady to keep them organized.  A pair on my face and a pair around my neck.  The “Reading glasses” or as they should be called...the “holy crap I have newsprint on my nose if I don’t wear my glasses “ pair are also super cute…Kate Spade (again…don’t tell Charlie)   I mean he was standing in the eye place with me but he was walking around with Alex so I’m not 100% sure if he was paying attention to my selection or not but just in case…shhhhhhh.  Now the eye doctor could not put my full strength scrip in my glasses because he was worried that 1.  My head may explode and 2.  I would fall down…a lot.  Even at half strength the floor is a lot closes and I have taken a few GIANT steps off the curb and just about biffed it in the gutter…sober…graceful aren’t I.  It is nice to see…it’s a good thing Charlie is a god looking man because I realize now that I haven’t SEEN him in years…but his eyes are great so he has always loved me…puppet lined face and all.