My How Time Flies...

Growing up, my parents had all kinds of good solid parenty phrases like:

-"work before you play"

-"you will understand when you are older"

-"sometimes that is just the way things go"

But the most unfathomable phrase, hands down, was:

- "my how time flies"

I thought they were absolutely nuts! Besides the obvious next question of WHERE exactly does time fly to, in my own childish experience time seemed to crawl by. There was always something wonderful (like Christmas, Spring Break, a birthday party, etc.) that were days if not weeks away and it always felt like the big day... would... never... ever...arrive!

And now, because "sometimes that is just the way things go", I am sitting at my computer and the title to this blog is "My How Time Flies", and I do understand because I am so much older now. Well, maybe not very much older as I still have yet to fully assimulate the whole "work before you play" idea.

Happy New Year dear friends!!!

My Try at a Limerick

There once was a girl who couldn't see,
But glasses or contacts? Not she!
Yet when the day finally came,
And her kids didn't look the same,
She exclaimed, "Four-eyes isn't so bad to be!"

Ok, so in case you couldn't tell, I am enjoying the gift of sight!! My kids were never really so blurry that I couldn't tell them apart, but I do see them in better focus now. How sad is that?! The leaves on the trees are beautiful and don't blend all together in globs of color, and I am even noticing the little individual blades of grass. It is like High Definition vision! Sight is good! Very, very good!

Four-Eyes

When I tried them on, my friend from church who works in the shop told me to look in the mirror. I did and experienced a horrifying moment of heart-stopping shock. I have wrinkles in between my eyebrows, which, by the way, need to be plucked. My pores are rather obvious as are the numerous freckles. And not only is my foundation not doing its job on the spots, but it was a bit caked in areas I had not noticed in my previous state of ignorant bliss.

When I could breathe again, I said to my friend I didn't realize I had wrinkles. She laughed and said, if it was any consolation, it was just news to me. Everyone else has been seeing them for awhile.

Uhm, thanks...I feel so much better now.

But on the up side of things, I can actually see. And my husband tells me they are sexy!! Really, what more could I ask for?! (Other then lasik of course.)