Wednesday, June 26, 2013

I Can't Believe My Eyes



I can't believe this day has come. I swore I wouldn't be here until I was at least 60. You may not notice, but there's something new on my nightstand.

No, it's not the picture of Bill and I on our 10 year anniversary. No, it's not the cute picture of my friends at WFAA. No, it's not that precious picture of me and my Grandmother whom I miss dearly. 



It's not the tissues, my lotion or that adorable phone case. 

It's those shiny, rimmed things that people call "READERS"!!!! 

"Ohmygosh!!! My mother and her friends wear those! Not me, the young 43 yr. old"!!! (says my poor little head)

"How did that happen?". I'm glad you asked! It just happened overnight. Literally. 

I went to bed on a Saturday night two weeks ago and woke up on Sunday morning not able to focus on my phone's texts and tweets that came in while I was asleep.

I stared and stared at that thing and then I stretched my arm wayyyyy out and low and behold, it was clearer! 

Oh how my husband, my partner in life, my best friend, my biggest fan rolled with evil laughter. He has warned that my younger eyes would soon catch up to his.




Here he is featured wearing them on Father's Day. He's been wearing readers for a while and of course, I would tease him and tell him he looks like Santa. And, I would poke fun of his multiple pairs laying all over the house and car. (i'm really being punished now for all that teasing)

This only meant one thing! I needed to head directly to the store and find something flattering, not frightening. Something trendy, not tacky. Something hip, not horrible. That lead me to one of my favorite hangouts...Anthropologie!




There my brutally honest fifteen year old daughter and I came up with best frames for my face.

I'm getting used to them. Kinda. I need them most in the morning. Then it seems that my eyes begin to adjust throughout the day. 





I'm becoming quite confident in them too. I wear them on my nose. (please pardon me, as I chose NOT to put on make-up for this photo shoot)





I wear them on my head. (don't mind those roots, i'm fixin' those soon)






I put the stems in my mouth when in deep thought. (yep, I think a lot)

Perhaps I've accepted the fact that these perfect 20/20 eyes just may not be as sharp as they've been for 43 years. 

It's ok! Life DOES go on. We are always changing and growing older. 





It's just the facts and I have to face it! .....BUT, I can't believe my eyes!