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Dear Fitbit:
I think I deserve extra credit when walking miles in these shoes. Please update your app to reflect my current exercise regimen.
I think I deserve extra credit when walking miles in these shoes. Please update your app to reflect my current exercise regimen.
Mucho Lovo,
Vels
Vels
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So, I went to the eye doctor last week (two weeks ago? who can remember?) and whilst he was looking deep into my eyes through my black soul, he mentioned that there were "pretty sparkles" on my contact. I took this as a compliment, you know, my pretty, sparkly eye shadow must have somehow gotten into my eyes. He said this might account for my eyes being dry and the reason for trouble focusing long distances. So? Not a compliment?!? He asked the order of my routine in which I replied contacts first then makeup. He suggested the other way around!! HAHAHAHAHA....yeah, like I am going to ruin my makeup?!? Crazy doctor! He also suggested glasses as an alternative. Does he not understand how vain I am? Does he really need me to spell this out to him?
At the end of the appointment it was decided to change my prescription a bit (less than previously, thank you very much). We discussed the need for reading glasses (bite me, 48!). He suggested perhaps trying glasses to see if this would help. THEN...he said the B-word. Not the usual B-word I am used to hearing, by the way, but the other one.
And so...these are what my glasses look like:
So, I went to the eye doctor last week (two weeks ago? who can remember?) and whilst he was looking deep into my eyes through my black soul, he mentioned that there were "pretty sparkles" on my contact. I took this as a compliment, you know, my pretty, sparkly eye shadow must have somehow gotten into my eyes. He said this might account for my eyes being dry and the reason for trouble focusing long distances. So? Not a compliment?!? He asked the order of my routine in which I replied contacts first then makeup. He suggested the other way around!! HAHAHAHAHA....yeah, like I am going to ruin my makeup?!? Crazy doctor! He also suggested glasses as an alternative. Does he not understand how vain I am? Does he really need me to spell this out to him?
At the end of the appointment it was decided to change my prescription a bit (less than previously, thank you very much). We discussed the need for reading glasses (bite me, 48!). He suggested perhaps trying glasses to see if this would help. THEN...he said the B-word. Not the usual B-word I am used to hearing, by the way, but the other one.
And so...these are what my glasses look like:
Damn...when did I get old? I mean, just the other day I was in high school and yesterday I was a young mother of two babies. Now? A mother of two 20-somethings and bifo...I can't even say the word. I can't decide what makes me older -- wearing contacts and taking off/on my reading glasses or wearing ^^ those!
I would have took a picture of me wearing those glasses -- but today is a no makeup-hair not done-sweat wearing-but at least I got out of bed and showered Tuesday. Sorry.
PS - AARP ..yeah, not quite 50 yet, stop sending me crap! I still have over 2 years...let me bask in my under 50 joy. Just because I wear those glasses does not give you the right to just assume... Thank you!
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The End.
XOXOXO
2 comments:
You gave me a good laugh! Hope things are going well!
You gave me a good laugh! Hope things are going well!
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