Reading Glasses
How My Son Discovered The Opposite Sex
It happened. Six weeks before his bar mitzvah, my son discovered girls….
Follow-Up To The Cat-Eye Post
This giveaway was so much fun. A bunch of people left great comments and tweets. And I got to reconnect with Andra, the person who inspired the post! {weep}…
My Cat-Eye Glasses
When I was in elementary school, I had a really good friend named Andra. We did everything the same. We dressed the…
My Reading Glasses: Revisited
I’ve had my reading glasses for over a year now. At first, if you’ll remember when I posted about new glasses, I was suffering with the concept of how the damn spectacles represent that my eyes are getting older and that, by extension, I am getting older, too. I’m getting used to the concept. Some of you suggested that I try to find a pair of glasses that I really love, so I don’t feel as though I’ve lost my mojo….
Making Peace With Reading Glasses
I have to admit, I feel notably less sexy with my glasses on. I’m sorry, but it is true. I would rather look smokin’ hot in my red dress and stumble into the dessert table at somebody’s wedding than wear my glasses. And I don’t need them for distance, so I can’t wear contact lenses — and I am not a good candidate for LASIK, so you can stop right there with those suggestions. I am simply a latent hyperope. There is nothing for me right now except readers….