Geo and I got glasses. He really needs them. Actually, the optometrist told him he's close to needing bi-focals. Yeah, he's old. I have football shaped eyes (astigmatism); ergo, my eyes blur. So, instead of an occasional quick pop shot to the head for readjustment, I wear glasses.
We went to Lens Crafters, but no one-hour deal for us. Geo gets his today and I get mine in two weeks. WTF? It used to be glasses in an hour or less, or you got money off or something really consumer cool like that. No more! It's like the Dominoes syndrome. Remember when Dominoes Pizza guaranteed your pizza in thirty minutes or less, or else it was free? Then it was a discount. Now it's thirty minutes or else ... well, nothing. Same theory, different industry.
Dink's is doing really good with her potty training.
Okay,there was that accident in the booth at Friendly's. And the living room. And the toilet stall in Strawbridges. That one I didn't handle well. I was screaming at the kid (well, not screaming, just loud and angry) and she was all boo-boo face and crying. I popped her in the head a few times thinking that would jump start her brain. That only made her cry and wail harder, grant me dirty looks from other bathroom patrons, and give me the crying jag of all crying jags. She was doing so well, then it was three really big ker-splashes in a row. I was beside myself. I felt like a failure. I felt she failed me. It was a pretty bad scene.
I'm calmer now but I hated myself for the past 24 hours. I didn't hate Dinks, just me. I cried because I was mean to my baby.
We're trying again today. I went on a Child Abuse website for tips on how to control anger and yelling around the toddler. I know this will help. That, and I read the Bible last night. That always seems to have an instant calming effect on me.
Thankfully, my baby still sings the "Barney Song" to me and let's me know she loves me, too.
My dad has some kind of skin cancer thing. He had it removed today. The doctor told my mom it was malignant. I told her he's gonna be fine. And he will be. My dad is one sarcastic tough old codger.
I'm putting my Wordpress blog in a temporary hold. I've been with Blogger so long, it's grown on me, though I hate it's little quirks. I have yet to decide the fate of Wordpress blog.
I'm usually a loyal customer to certain things, except ISP's and cable companies. I've booted and reupped with AOL so many times, I ran out of different screen names to create. And I left Comcast after having an account with them for eight years. Pricks and their constant statement stuffers with headlines like "Change in pricing effective xx/xx/xxxx".
I hate Comcast.
Q: What happens when you leave a Build-A-Bear gift card in the back of a pick-up truck that doesn't have a cap on it?
A: It flies on to the highway.
That's it. Chat later with y'all