It's official ...

I'm old. I just don't know how it happened. I don't feel old but my body keeps doing things that tells me that I'm not in my 20's anymore. Heck, I just graduated high school! Oh wait, was that actually 20 years ago?????? No way! ....... WAY!

Today it was all confirmed when I visited the eye doctor. I was told that I am extremely far sighted. I thought that meant that I could only see close up but he told me that I see better far away. Seems strange to me...I went to see him cuz I'm having trouble reading signs and things. But evidently, I'm seeing them alright. He told me that I have healthy eyes but "as we get older" our eyesight changes. He actually told me that within a year or two, I will need bifocals. I'm not quite there but almost. I told him I was too young for that. But, my mother reminded me that I will be the big 4 - 0 next year. OMG! Is that really true? I just can't believe it. So...this weekend, with Chance's help to pick some frames, I'm getting some glasses. Right now I only have to use them when I'm on the computer (so that means all day at work) or when my eyes are strained. But eventually, he tells me I will be wanting to use them all the time. UUUUGGGGGHHHHH! At that point, this vain, chubby, almost 40 year old, will obtain contacts. I just don't know about all the time. Unless I do find a really cool pair that looks awesome. Somehow I doubt that will happen.

And then to add fuel to the fire of this newfound oldness, my friends gave me hell at lunch today. They laughed and laughed. (Of course, they both are older than me and wear glasses!) Anyway, when discussing our trip to Dallas next week to see a concert, they proceed to tell me that I'm too old to go to concerts. I tell them that I will probably go to concerts until my dying day...I simply love them. Besides, by the time I'm 60, all my favorite bands will be dead anyway. How sad is that thought?

And more fuel, while we were shopping today, I asked my almost 14 year old if a shirt looked "ucky" on me. She asks me what "ucky" means and I say gross. She then tells me that they now say "Grody". So now, not only is she dressing like I did in high school, she is now using the same lingo. Don't we all remember the valley-girl days? So I told her all the sayings. I really hope I don't hear, "Like gag me with a dead smurf" again.

After 3 days of stickers and keeping his green frog, Tristan got another red again today. He even fell asleep about 2 hours earlier than usual last nite after grandma and grandpa wore him out playing guns in the backyard. I think he's not feeling very well...his allergies are getting to him. I gave him some Nyquil (for kids) and he's sleeping rather soundly. Hopefully he will try to get a sticker tomorrow. I told him that he could get a prize if he got them all week. Well that is now shot but he's thinking harder about a prize. We read a Jungle Book story tonite and he learned about Mowgli and Balloo. I've never been able to get him to sit down and watch that movie. It's one of my all time favorites. I hope he will now that we've read a story.

Today I was off work and I got to shop. I am happy but still need more stuff. Got some new slacks and shirts for work and a new pair of jeans. And I went to Dustee's...Oh my that is heaven. I LOVE that store. Been hearing about it from everyone at work. I spent an hour in there. Was very hard to pick something...I wanted everything. They have purses, wallets, scarves, jewelry and even tiarras! Got a ring and 3 earrings. That made me happy. Shopping makes me very happy. :o)

Well, guess I'll go rest these tired old eyes. Seems surreal I will have glasses for them in a few days. I'm almost anxious to get them...I want to see the difference they make.

Until next time...adios. B