What a sight to see!

You know it's time for new glasses when the above image is what you see all the time. Having to focus in order to read a computer screen or a book gets exhausting. So, growing weary of having headaches at night, and seeking a new look, I decided it is time for new specs.

Today I went to the eye doctor, six years after my last appointment, to update my prescription. I was in pretty bad shape when I couldn't even read the third line on the largest text sheet of the eye exam. It is definitely time for a new pair of eyes.

Now, I have an irrational fear (or am I actually quite rational) of having things put into my eyes. For that reason I will never be able to wear contact lenses or have Lasik surgery. My loving husband was beside himself with amusement as the doctor was putting the yellow glaucoma drops in my eyes and I was tense and ready to flee at moment's notice. After that horror, I thought I was in the clear, but no! The doctor had to stick a pointy light thisclose to my eyeball. I was not a happy camper, however I do not have glaucoma and that is good. Finally! I am free and clear! What's this? More drops? How dare you trick me doctor man! Not the dreaded dilation drops! I hate those! I can't see for hours afterwords. Everything hurts to look at... Heck, I can barely read what I am typing now. Fine, I'll take your stupid drops, but I sure won't like it!

After sitting in the lobby for 20 minutes to let those puppies make it look like I am having a really bad trip, the doctor was ready to take one more peek at the eyeballs. At this point I have given up being afraid of more objects being jabbed into my eyes and ready to move on so I can go shop for new glasses. The doc shines many blinding lights into my eyes, from every which direction. Once he had finished I couldn't see for all the spots burned into my retina. Eesh. The doc handed over my fancy new prescription and off I go! Also in my gift bag was a shiny new pair of old lady sunglasses to protect me from the burning ball of light that was clearly trying to kill me. Fun! Now I am half-blind and I look like a dork! My favorite!

Next we headed to the part of the trip I was looking forward to. The Spectacle Shoppe has the most unique selection of glasses I have ever seen. I spent a good part of an hour just browsing the shelves for the perfect frames for me. They had some very bizarre and hilarious frames that I would love to own, but know I could never pull off. Frames of every color, shape, size, and style. I loved it! When all was said and done I had selected a smaller lens pinkish purple square frame that suits my face nicely.



They don't really look like the ones above, I just grabbed a random image from the googles.

They were very affordable, considering how ungodly expensive glasses usually are. The customer service was excellent at The Spectacle Shoppe, and this weekend I get to pick up my new eyes! Hooray! I highly recommend shopping there if you are ever in need of glasses or sunglasses. Heck, even if you just want a pair of frames for costume glasses, I would go there. They're fantastic.

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My husband and I moved a few weeks ago into a beautiful and affordable condo. It's an upgrade from the house we were living in before. It's smaller, but feels bigger since the rooms are larger and more open, and there are modern amenities the house was lacking. I never thought I would be so grateful to have a dishwasher and garbage disposal, but after nearly 2 years of hand washing all of our dishes, it is a major relief and time saver.



The best thing about the condo is the security. It is a highly secured building in a very safe, low crime city. We previously lived in one of the worst neighborhoods in the Twin Cities which became obvious mere months after moving in when someone was murdered in a drive by shooting only a couple of hundred feet from where I had been sleeping. Besides the daily bursts of gunfire, there were almost weekly police raids in the neighborhood drug houses and immense amounts of gang activity. I couldn't leave the windows open at night to breathe fresh air, nor did I feel safe even having the blinds open if I was sitting in a room alone. Those feelings are gone now that we are here.

The windows stay open, the tension is gone. I haven't heard a gunshot since we moved.

There's a small pond in our back yard as well which is full of wildlife. It's so relaxing after a long and stressful day at work to be able to come home and sit on the patio swing just watching the ducks, geese, and cranes toddle around. The pond is surrounded by weeping willows, which happen to be my favorite tree. I have never lived in a place that had any nearby so I am pleased with the view to say the least. Kitty seems to love it here too. He highly enjoys the hours and hours of watching all of the avian wildlife. If only he could get out... Too bad!


Our landlord is amazing. She and her boyfriend lived here previously and remodeled quite a bit. They put in hardwood floors in the dining area, and mirrors on every single closet door. They also installed the appliances and they build a lovely oak divider/shelf between the dining room and living room. They even installed a separate vanity and sink in the large bedroom closet so my husband and I don't have to spend our mornings fighting over bathroom time.

So, we lucked out like crazy getting this place. The timing was perfect, and we are quite happy and relieved to be here.

We take advantage of the gym and swimming pool on an almost daily basis since it is no extra cost to use. It will be nice to start losing some of the weight Spider put on me. He is an excellent cook and I cannot turn down his meals no matter how hard I try. Now I can enjoy them and not worry about fitting into my pants the next day!

Well, that's all I feel like writing for the moment. I am off to play some video games before dinner and South Park. Take care!

Angry cat like typing detected!

Both my husband and father have a blog, so it is my turn. I figure with the way my brain works, flying around at 10,000 miles an hour, this may be a good outlet for me. Perhaps I will stop fidgeting so much.