be happy for this moment.

Men seldom make passes. At girls who wear glasses.
Dorothy Parker

You know how some people hate feet? I really don't like anything to do with eyes. I don't like seeing other people pull contacts out or heaven forbid I actually get something in my own eye. Ew.

But I knew my vision was going about two years ago when I started to have a hard time reading the narrative text from my couch on episodes of Intervention. (See :58 into this video.)

Hey, what can I say - it was my guidepost.

Then I couldn't see street signs clearly or the score on the big screen at the Cardinals games. It wasn't terrible vision, just fuzzy when looking at things far away.

So I finally went to the eye doctor (my first time ever, which completely terrified me) and got a prescription for glasses that would be best used for driving, especially at night. The doctor was nothing but nice and explained everything as she went along. The dialation was weird but other than that it really wasn't as horrible as I imagined.

I shopped around for some nice frames in a style I liked that weren't $300. Sam's Club did the trick and I picked up my new glasses on Saturday.

Oh.my.goodness.

It's like they're my magic eyes. I didn't realized how blurry my sight was, even with things as close as the computer screen at work. WOW! It's amazing but St. Louis isn't nearly as hazy as I once thought. So I've been wearing them for more than just driving and really appreciate being able to, um, see things.

As Nick says, this is my smarty-pants wife.