Four eyes is more eyes than I've ever had...

I don't even recognize me...

Yesterday, I picked up my new glasses and was amazed at all I could see that I had been missing. When I got home, I was shocked to see the actual texture in our carpet (along with its desperate need to be shampooed). I spent the afternoon reading labels from afar ("Ant Killer" and the clock in the kitchen). The best part was this conversation that took place between hubby dearest and myself as he moved the sprinkler and I stood out in the yard with him.


Me: Oh wow! I can see all the stars and they don't have halos around them.


HD: Oh, Baby...I can't even imagine how blind you've been. The stars are not supposed to have halos around them.


Me: Holy all things that glow! There's an airplane. There's another one. Oh my God! They're everywhere! How long have we lived this close to the airport?


I turn around because he's not answering me. It's because he's doubled over shaking with silent laughter.