Saturday morning

Thunderbumpers last night. House creaking in the wind. King lying across my feet--owie--and Gaby rightupnexttome on the couch. At least the storm didn't last long. I was feeling kinda crunched.

Not as warm today. 70s. Still, the birds are singing and everything is growing. I like summer well enough, because that's when I will harvest what I plant now. But there's something special about Spring.

Still a month and a half until the days start getting shorter again. Nice to look forward to, yeah?

Wacky dream last night. A new version of the stress dream. This time, I am cooking holiday dinner for friends, and it's been a mess from start to finish--travel plans mucked up, waking up in strange places without my luggage or knowing how I got there, then returning home to find I had left the oven on with nothing in it. Yes, I am the one traveling *and* the one who should be home cooking. Dream logic.

Finally get all my friends together in one room. They include observant members of various faiths, and what am I serving? A pork roast. So I decide to add something else to the menu. Beef. Except that one of my friends is Hindu, but he doesn't object.

Dream ends before we eat. Probably a blessing.

In a few minutes, I will be putting in my contacts. I have become a contacts wearer again. I wore them for years until the vision she went middle-age crazy. Contact companies weren't yet making progressive lenses that also corrected for astigmatism, so I was out of luck until recently. I wore the lenses for 6 hours yesterday. Toward the end, they had become a bit uncomfortable, but vision wise, they are much better than I expected. I can work on the laptop with them, which is the important thing. Reading tiny print is still a challenge, but that may improve over time. I am still correctable to 20/40, which means I can wear them to drive.

I need to wear them for 8 hours today. I see my eye doctor on Friday for a progress check.

Wearing lenses meant I needed non-prescription sunglasses. I didn't have any because I never thought I would be going back to contacts, so I got rid of them. So. Looked at some designer glasses that looked nice enough until I looked at the price and thought no.... Then the helpful optician asked, "Have you ever heard of Maui Jim's?" No, I hadn't.

They were in a locked display case, even though they weren't more expensive than some of the other sunglasses. Anyway, I tried on a few pair. These are nice glasses--thin glass lenses, special polarization, and wider styles to fit my rather wide face. No bumping into the cheeks when I smile, either. Damn. I bought the bronze Lagoons. Nice, nice sunglasses, well-made and sturdy. If you register them, Maui Jim's will repair them when needed. Service isn't free, but still. If sun protection is important to you, I would give these a look.

Work now. Massage later. Hawks are playing tonight. The Canucks are laying for them. Good times.

Saturday morning

Thunderbumpers last night. House creaking in the wind. King lying across my feet--owie--and Gaby rightupnexttome on the couch. At least the storm didn't last long. I was feeling kinda crunched.

Not as warm today. 70s. Still, the birds are singing and everything is growing. I like summer well enough, because that's when I will harvest what I plant now. But there's something special about Spring.

Still a month and a half until the days start getting shorter again. Nice to look forward to, yeah?

Wacky dream last night. A new version of the stress dream. This time, I am cooking holiday dinner for friends, and it's been a mess from start to finish--travel plans mucked up, waking up in strange places without my luggage or knowing how I got there, then returning home to find I had left the oven on with nothing in it. Yes, I am the one traveling *and* the one who should be home cooking. Dream logic.

Finally get all my friends together in one room. They include observant members of various faiths, and what am I serving? A pork roast. So I decide to add something else to the menu. Beef. Except that one of my friends is Hindu, but he doesn't object.

Dream ends before we eat. Probably a blessing.

In a few minutes, I will be putting in my contacts. I have become a contacts wearer again. I wore them for years until the vision she went middle-age crazy. Contact companies weren't yet making progressive lenses that also corrected for astigmatism, so I was out of luck until recently. I wore the lenses for 6 hours yesterday. Toward the end, they had become a bit uncomfortable, but vision wise, they are much better than I expected. I can work on the laptop with them, which is the important thing. Reading tiny print is still a challenge, but that may improve over time. I am still correctable to 20/40, which means I can wear them to drive.

I need to wear them for 8 hours today. I see my eye doctor on Friday for a progress check.

Wearing lenses meant I needed non-prescription sunglasses. I didn't have any because I never thought I would be going back to contacts, so I got rid of them. So. Looked at some designer glasses that looked nice enough until I looked at the price and thought no.... Then the helpful optician asked, "Have you ever heard of Maui Jim's?" No, I hadn't.

They were in a locked display case, even though they weren't more expensive than some of the other sunglasses. Anyway, I tried on a few pair. These are nice glasses--thin glass lenses, special polarization, and wider styles to fit my rather wide face. No bumping into the cheeks when I smile, either. Damn. I bought the bronze Lagoons. Nice, nice sunglasses, well-made and sturdy. If you register them, Maui Jim's will repair them when needed. Service isn't free, but still. If sun protection is important to you, I would give these a look.

Work now. Massage later. Hawks are playing tonight. The Canucks are laying for them. Good times.