rushed home through friday traffic to take meghan to the eye doctor. poor girl. she was traumatized by his diagnosis. she was convinced her eyes were perfect, but it seems her left eye is rather poor. i kept trying to reassure her that at least her right eye is perfect. she wasn’t buying it.
it was funny to watch her try to function with her pupils dilated. besides the fact it was weird to look at her with those huge pupils, she nearly walked into a pillar and off of some steps when we came out into the sunshine. she refused to wear the sunglasses i’d brought for her because she said she looked bad in them. sheesh. i should be nice, since she’s taking me to the same optometrist in two weeks and i’ll be at her mercy.
afterwards, we spent a great evening at the black bear playing cards, smoking and laughing, a lot. seems a guy meg & i worked with at mcdonald’s in highschool is bartending at the pub we were at. he came and cleaned off our table at one point and meg and i both said “thanks, ken!” even though there was no name tag in sight. he probably didn’t remember me, though. i should fish out an incriminating photo of him and send it to his work. why? uh, because!
today, meg and i are going shopping for something for her to wear to a wedding and me to wear to the space needle. i don’t know why i have it in my head i have to buy something new and fancy. i have stuff i can wear, but even though rick’s never seen it, i have and i want something new. so i’m going to get it. i hope. because i’m looking for something, i’m sure not to find it. at least that’s how my shopping experiences always turn out.
i love that freaky stuff they put in your eyes to make them dialate. heehee.
i sort of wish i need glasses this time around. i saw some really funky frames while waiting for meg. plus, having a company which pays the first $225 helps, too.