"Honey, I have a present for you!" my husband exclaimed . "It's kind of funny, but not really."
"Uh, oh," I thought. "This can't be good."
He pulled out a bag. "Tah-dah!"
I looked at him and shook my head. "You've got to be kidding."
It was a package of three pairs of reading glasses. He knew I had gone to the eye doctor and that the doctor said I'd be needing bi-focals soon.
"Three?" I asked.
"Yep. One for you, one for me, and one for when we lose a pair."
So now ladies and gentleman, I have six eyes: the pair God gave me that aren't working so well anymore, a pair of contact lenses, and a pair of reading glasses. Ah, the joys of getting older!
LOL. My reading glasses aren't working as well as they used to. Time to get in and get my eyes checked.ReplyDelete