No, I'm not posting about my bowels. Not yet.
I had my eyes examined a few days ago for the first time in nearly 15 years. My progressive bifocals will be ready in a week or so. Me. Ms. 20/20 for years. "Oh, shut up" you say. The receipt they gave me says "myopia" and "presbyopia". Myopia I understand. I was wondering what I had signed up for, like, why bring religion into it? I just want to see better. So I looked it up.
Wikipedia:
Presbyopia (Greek word "presbys" (--??--ß??), meaning "old person") is the eye's diminished ability to focus that occurs with aging.
MEANING OLD PERSON.
I was just born a little while ago, and now I'm old. Do I have to trade my jeans in for polyester? Hiking boots for Keds? Do you think my hair would look better with a blue tint?
Yeah, it's a matter of time before I'm blogging about my bowels.
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Hey what the hell is wrong with blogging about your bowels? I blog about my bowels at least once a month or so. ;( You ain't old yet, sister!
By the way, I prefer Citracel.
Nothin' is wrong with it!
I'm blessed... my bowels are uneventful. Not worth writing about. And thanks for the tip on the Citracel.
Ok, so I can blog about my white hairs that are slowly replacing the blonde. Crazy white hairs. Like Einstein's. Hopefully not the bushy eyebrows and nose hairs, too.
:)
I was able to deal with having white hairs on my head but what really unnerved me was when I first started seeing them on my chocha!
Yeah, they're there, too! Kind of a gradient, yanno. Darker at top, and lighter as it progresses... south. I think it's cool, but I can't... um... share the coolness too much. :P Not dinner conversation. At most people's houses.
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