I am a crone.
This horrible realization struck me right between the eyes, Saturday afternoon and was reinforced Saturday night in chat.
One of the arms broke on my glasses Thursday morning and I was able to superglue it back together. Obviously, it was time for a new pair, so Saturday afternoon I trot down to the Wal-Mart Vision Center to get a replacement pair of glasses. It had been over a year since my last eye exam so they gave me a very thorough exam. Now I had noticed some changes in my vision; but I attributed it to spending so much time on LPSG. :biggrin1: No, it was not computer eye strain. I was told, I need progressive bifocals!
My 77 yr. old mom wears bifocals. I am only 41, I should not need bi-focals. Bifocals are for old people and I am not old! Did I mention I have astigmatism and a lazy eye, in addition to being incredibly nearsighted? This one pair of glasses, with frames, that I am not crazy about cost me $414. So, in addition to being old I have to pay for the privilege.
When you have to wear bifocals the cute, small, trendy frames are out because the lense has to be large enough to fit your prescription. grrrr My mom kept pushing me towards the matronly Sophia Loren collection. I refused to even touch them.
Later that night I am chatting with hotrocker982. Sweet guy, very smart and a heck of a cock.:wink: I knew we were from the same area in New Jersey and that he now lived in Georgia; but I almost had a heart attack when he said where his dad went to high school and when he graduated. That's right folks , this old crone was flirting with the son of a man with whom I attended high school.
Can you say dirty old woman? I felt like such a perv. :redface: He wasn't exactly calm about this either. He ran to check his dads yearbook and fortunately he had confused his fathers college and high school graduation dates!
His dad and I did go to the same high school; but I graduated in 1984 and his dad graduated in 1979. So we were not there at the same time.
This horrible realization struck me right between the eyes, Saturday afternoon and was reinforced Saturday night in chat.
One of the arms broke on my glasses Thursday morning and I was able to superglue it back together. Obviously, it was time for a new pair, so Saturday afternoon I trot down to the Wal-Mart Vision Center to get a replacement pair of glasses. It had been over a year since my last eye exam so they gave me a very thorough exam. Now I had noticed some changes in my vision; but I attributed it to spending so much time on LPSG. :biggrin1: No, it was not computer eye strain. I was told, I need progressive bifocals!
My 77 yr. old mom wears bifocals. I am only 41, I should not need bi-focals. Bifocals are for old people and I am not old! Did I mention I have astigmatism and a lazy eye, in addition to being incredibly nearsighted? This one pair of glasses, with frames, that I am not crazy about cost me $414. So, in addition to being old I have to pay for the privilege.
When you have to wear bifocals the cute, small, trendy frames are out because the lense has to be large enough to fit your prescription. grrrr My mom kept pushing me towards the matronly Sophia Loren collection. I refused to even touch them.
Later that night I am chatting with hotrocker982. Sweet guy, very smart and a heck of a cock.:wink: I knew we were from the same area in New Jersey and that he now lived in Georgia; but I almost had a heart attack when he said where his dad went to high school and when he graduated. That's right folks , this old crone was flirting with the son of a man with whom I attended high school.
His dad and I did go to the same high school; but I graduated in 1984 and his dad graduated in 1979. So we were not there at the same time.
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For the opticians among you or those who are just plain nosey, my left eye is a -6.50 and my right eye is a -4.00