I don't like to wallow in misery normally, and hope that soon it will be mince pies and the Christmas spirit that I'm wallowing in. I'm having a crumby week, and I'm sure everyone thinks I'm some Mafia boss's sidekick, because I have to wear these everywhere.
Maybe Santa might find me a decent pair of sunnies in his sleigh...?
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Oh you poor old thing, hope you feel better soon. My husband is one-eyed too, thanks to a gardening accident (who knew gardening could be so dangerous?) but then he fits in quite well down here in one-eyed Canterbury!
Hee hee - I think I'm your doppleganger on the Shore. I'm sure that's the expression I've been wearing all the time lately, but I don't have eye surgery as an excuse. At least those sunglasses protect your eyes, which is what they're meant to be doing - not like some of the super skinny sunglasses which probably leave a tanning line across your eyes. Hang in there. It will so be worth it soon....
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