Glasses? You Can't Be Serious??

Oh but it's true! My doctor told me on Friday afternoon that glasses were no longer optional. Stink!

So, I trekked out to Sterling Optical at the local mall for no other reason than they take my discount and well...they are at the mall. Need I say more? Obviously an easy place to get eye glass maintenance should the need arise and I can throw a little Target or AC Moore into the mix.

I discovered two things about shopping for glasses:

1. This is really an activity for you and a friend. One that can give you running commentary on which frames are the right ones for you. I asked the counter girl to be my friend. See below to see how she did.
   
2. Really...this is a venue that is best done without small children. That is shocking I realize but it's worth mentioning.

While in the store trying on lots of frames which brought me vaguely back to my childhood and waiting for my mom to pick out frames which led to memories of one quarter of my early years spent in wall paper stores and dressing rooms, my two little boys were waiting patiently- sort of. I-6 had been told he could spend a portion of his allowance on a Batman accessory and was a saintly child who, by the way, was very helpful in which frames not to choose. J-3, on the other hand, was spinning a display case around. It was empty, but something went wrong. Terribly wrong. Let me preface this by saying that I have four children who are extremely well behaved and the oldest of whom is going to be 10 very soon. I've been at this for a bit. Not once have I ever had any of my children break something in a store.

There's always a first time for everything and this was spectacular. 'Cause you know that eyeglass shops are typically outlined in mirror-backed, glass shelving with -you know- many pairs of glasses on them. Let's just say that J-3 experienced a slight miscalculation and the whole display- twirly top item and the tall rectangular cube base toppled over and brushed the glass shelving. The counter girl practically screamed as she watched it happen- while I slowly turned around with the heart shaped mirror in my hand. J-3 was crying loudly and the counter girl was sufficiently freaked out. I picked up a few pieces of the glass shelving and uprighted her display case which is now cracked at the corner. I moved it next to the cube which I also uprighted for her and then I calmed Mr. J-3. Finally, one handed with 35lbs in my lap I completed my decision and took care of the paperwork. Spectacular indeed.

I had to get back there today to get measured so the optician could do his thing. My whole day was orchestrated then re-orchestrated around getting these spectacles. I will say there was no surcharge based on store destruction and that little twirly display was back together. I think I'm the only one who will notice the crack, but I think we are safe from an engineering failure. J-3 had to sit with me while I tried on the real deal. My very own glasses- that aren't sunglasses. Wow.

And now without further ado...here I am! Don't these frames remind you of...what is her name? Oh yeah- Tina Fey! Incidentally we are the same age. Isn't that nice? She has a TV show...but I have a cool blog. We're both funny.

The new me...let's just say that driving without them is NOT an option. That doctor was soo right. These things have like taken every greenhouse gas out of the atmosphere- I didn't realize the haze was only temporary. Yikes. Maybe the government should look into that for everyone. Global warming/Ozone Deterioration or Do We Need Glasses?