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I Can See
Vision looks inwards and becomes duty. Vision looks outwards and becomes aspiration. Vision looks upwards and becomes faith.
--Stephen S. Wise
Wednesday, December 22, 1999
Two years ago: Titanic
I went back to the optometrist this morning and picked up my new contact lenses (and why didn't they call me to tell me my lenses were in? I had to call t them, which wasn't my understanding of how things were supposed to go). I've a notion that the optometrist wasn't even there, since it was the receptionist who handed them to me. I put them in right on the spot. They are a pale blue tint, for easier finding when not in my eyes. The left one bugged me a bit, because that's the eye where I haven't had a contact lens this past week.
I'm glad to have both lenses! In addition to the obvious benefits of clear vision, I was worried about that habit I was developing of going around with one eye squinched shut, like a pirate, or Popeye!
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I did manage to get gift wrapping done this evening, but I ommitted bows and labels. I know who the gifts are for (I only have gifts for Jack, right now), and I wasn't wild about the decorative sprigs of fake greenery that came with the gift wrap I bought at Costco a while back.
I dug some boxes out of my bedroom closet, and put up some christmas decorations, which I haven't done for a few years. No tree, but I had some fake garlands that had lights on them still, so I draped the garland across the top of my huge media-center armoire and plugged in the lights. Very festive! I hung the kissing ball in the archway between my living room dining room. This is a large gold metallic ball, with fake mistletoe and ribbons and froufrou attched at the top and bottom.
I like the look of it all, although the mattress, comforter, and pillow on the living room floor do detract from the seasonal festiveness.
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Jack was asking me again what I want for Christmas. I didn't have a good answer! But luckily for him and me, I also don't have a secret agenda that I want him to guess. Hissyfit has a rant about ads that depict men having a hard time shopping for their significat other.
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