You know the old, my dog ate my homework story? Well, I have a new version of that for you. I had a collision with my cat the other day, and now I need new glasses. ‘Tis true, ’tis true. She was jumping up from one surface to another much higher surface, and with absolutely impreccable timing, I stepped in front of her just as she launched. She hit me in the side of my head, right where the arm of my glasses goes. No breakage, just a few little cracks in my pride. How embarrassing to have to admit your cat knocked your glasses off and you a wee bit crazy because you interrupted her launch.
Back to my tale of woe. The glasses are not broken, but they are out of adjustment and I can’t find the magic combination. They’re fine for distance, not so fine for close up. Because I buy my glasses online, they seem to be difficult for local optometrists to deal with when it comes to having them adjusted. Because I buy them online it costs less than $50 for a pair of progressive lenses in frames I like. My justification then is that I should be able to spend $50 a year for glasses, giving me opportunity to try a new style of frames. A little variety is good for the soul. And no, I did not set this up with Twiggy the cat.
Wednesday morning, this little conifer outside my morning room window was full of pine siskin dining on the seed pods. Forgive the glare of the window, but the sun was shining brightly on it and I could not change my position because if I moved, the birds left. Twiggy was in another window, chattering at the birds which is what drew my attention to them. Yes, the glasses destroyer Twiggy.
This morning that same shrub looked like this. The dark hours brought us white rain. Not to be confused with the shampoo. Do they still make White Rain shampoo? Am I dating myself really seriously here? The white has all gone now although there have been periodic episodes of it all day. Right now the sun is trying to shine. Just wait a moment though – it’ll be something different. We are having a positive spring – positively schizophrenic.
My post yesterday commented on Canada’s prime minister appointing members of their “congress”. Colleen ever so kindly gave an explanation of their Parliament (duh, of course I really did know that Canada has a Parliament, not a Congress) and how that works. Thank you, Colleen. I also posted a reply on the post to her comment, but if many of you are like me, I rarely go back to see if my comment has elicited a return comment. It comes down to Canadians also think they need changes. I guess we all need to put our heads together, and maybe we can come up with a workable solution. You don’t suppose Thomas and John and some of their compatriots would care to join us, do you?
Stay safe and avoid collisions with your cats, please.