I got back from
Wal-Mart (yes I really hate the place but sometimes have no choice) a little while ago...
I spent $305, felt like poodoo when I walked out the door without a dern thing in my hand...
Had my eyes examined and ordered contacts and glasses.
The Doc wanted to dilate my eyes because I am a diabetic, I agreed to it even though it makes me feel ill for the rest of the day.
I made my way home without dying, let the little dog out and sat down to chat with all of you...
forgot about the dog's habit of breaking out when left out too long...
ended up calling, chasing and trying to bribe the dog back into the yard...
all this while my eyes are still dilated and it hurts to be in the sun
BOY HOWDY, I really wanted to
that dog!!!