Saturday, August 23, 2008

Eye Caramba! New Glasses

Pardon the cheesy pun in the title, but I got new eye glasses today. For most people that wouldn't be too exciting, but I am easily amused. I love eye exams. "Which is better? Number 1 or Number 2?" I always have a smart ass and infantile response on the tip of my tongue but have yet to say it. I still like to mess with them, though.

"Can you read the bottom line?"
"Sure. F, Z, 2, G, and I really like your shoes."
"Um...uh...okay..."

After they dilated my eyes I had to do the "push the button when you see a flash or flicker" test. I drove the poor girl crazy. Everytime the screen reset itself it would flicker and I would hit the button causing it to flicker again which meant I would click the button again. After a couple of minutes of this she took the clicker away and said, "I'll tell you when to start" She handed it back, but *flicker* and boom, I hit the button again. I was clicking the button as if I were in Jeopardy, "I'll take 3 Fingered Morons for $200, Alex."

All in all it is a fun exam. Especially as I get older my eyesight has been progressively getting better, though slowly. At this rate, if I live to be 150 years old, I could potentially get to 20/20.
Keir, Bjorn, and I hit McDowell this AM for a quickie ride before it got too hot. I still drank 70 ounces of water in an hour. Ooh Lah Lah. I miss Colorado. I was feeling lazy so I brushed the dust off the Specialized and left the Soulcraft at home. It didn't seem too upset to stay in the garage.

Bjorn looks a bit too happy. Which as the sign says, is the wrong way to pose for a mountain bike picture.

Keir is attempting the classic pose. A hint of a smile, mixed with a dash of a grimace, intense concentration, and a decent pretense of pushing it. For him just being on the bike was pushing it. He is recovering from food poisoning and he really gutted it out today. *Sniff* I am so proud.

I on the other hand, have no trouble "gutting" it out. I am trying to suck in my stomach but failing miserably. I am attempting the "I know the camera is there but I am studiously ignoring it while simultaneously accelerating up the hill because I am too cool" pose. Maybe if I was wearing my prom dress I could pull it off. But as you can see...........


I have been back from Southwestern Colorado for a few days and am really missing it. If I had the opportunity, or the intestinal fortitude (I have the "guts"), I would move to Dolores in a heartbeat. The people up there are about the friendliest I have ever met. definitely very welcoming and open. If you're ever up there, the Dolores River Brewery is a place to hang out and relax. The beer being good is just an added benefit. I do want to try out the German Beer Garden next time.

1 comment:

Anna said...

I laughed so hard I snorted. Yes, I admit it. How long did it take you to pick out frames? I wonder if the eye exam folks gave the frame specialists a heads up about you. Watch out for this guy, he might want to take photos of how he looks in these frames for comparison.

Dolores struck a real cord with you. Once you're a famous writer, you can go to the Beer Garden every day.