This blog is not about diarrhea. Today, after I step out of the shower, I broke my Brand New glasses. My 500.00 dollar glasses. Before getting into the shower, I took my glasses off and laid they on the sink. After the shower I was blowing my hair and putting up the bath stuff back on the shelf and one of the bottles fell and pulled on the blow dryer cord. The blow dryer fell on the sink and whacked my glasses. One earpiece was sticking straight up. I immediately got dressed and told Rick I had to go to the glasses place. I just looked at him and said, ‘I am sick to my stomach.’ When we got there they told me they couldn’t fix it because the frames were drilled into the lens. So I had to order another frame and wait until they got them back from CALIFORNA. When they told me that, my heart just sank. Two weeks of no reading. I couldn’t do that. That was when He pulled out my old pair of glasses and said ‘These are super glued together. Think this will get you through?’ I put my old glasses on and I could still read out of them. Rick told me, I started to throw these away, but then I said to myself. Self, you better hang on to these.’ I was so grateful to him for always thinking about me. I have my old glasses on now, but I’m still sick.
On the way over to get my glasses fixed there were two men at the bottom of the exit off the expressway collecting money. They had the vest, bucket and literature. As we were sitting there the men were walking up to the cars that were stopped and asking for money. I told Rick about the woman in a bikini on a motorcycle with a sign that said,’ I need money for some new boobs.’ She got her money. Then there was the guy who had a sign saying,’I don’t want a job. I want a beer.’ So we didn’t give the guys any money. They weren’t dressed very nice to be collecting for a charity.
That’s my life for today. Am I self center enough to think you would care about reading about my life?