I’ve mentioned before that I live on a little over five acres with a half acre pond.  We get a bunch of critters over here.  A fox, racoons, a million squirrels, robins, kill-deer birds, doves, a blue heron, ducks and geese.  For the most part, we live in harmony.  That is until breeding season.  Right now, I’ve really got a bone to pick with the geese.  The ducks, about 50-100 live on the pond.  They quack and cause noise, but I can live with it.  The geese, on the other hand, come honking in for a landing at 5:30am and wake me up.  They like to swim and honk. 

I caught these two on the patio this morning.  The honking culprits.  I chased them away and they swam in the pond, as if they could care less I shooed them.  I’m sure they’ll be back tomorrow morning with another wake up call.

I hate that I have to wear glasses.  I’ve had them since high school for distance and night driving, but I rarely wore them.  As I entered my thirties, it was a given I had to have glasses at night to drive.  No getting around it.  My mid-forties when I couldn’t read the aisle markers hanging down in the grocery store, I knew I was sunk.  But glasses for distance were annoying since they prevented me from reading the food labels and pricing .  Close up, reading products on the shelf was like looking through blurred lenses.  I tried contacts–one close up contact in one eye and one distance contact in the other eye.  It’s not for a person who sits at the computer.  Then I got computer glasses, hated those.  After turning 50 last year, I got bifocals.  First time I put them on I said You’ve Got To Be Kidding Me.  I didn’t think I could get used to them.  Now I love them.  I have bifocals in my sunglasses too. 

The trouble is . . . I don’t think I look good in glasses.  My eyes are set too close together and the shape of my nose is weird so the glasses slide down it and then the top part of the frame is in the crease of my eye and you can’t see my “carefully” (LOL) applied eye make up.  It’s a dilemma.  Vanity.  Eyesight.  Vanity.  Eyesight.  Hmm.

I went to a charity fundraiser not to long ago and I chose Vanity.  I couldn’t see a darn thing clearly if it was more than five feet away.  I had to have my husband lead me through the room like a seeing eye dog, but I looked good in my long ballgown without four-eyes.

If I could only make contacts work.  Why do my eyes have to be so problematic.  I can’t see close, I can’t see far.  I can see the computer, don’t mess with that line of vision.  For this combo, there is no choice but glasses. 

If anyone has any nice styles, please e-mail me the link where I can take a look at them.  Thanks!

These three femme fatales are looking quite dashing in their peeps.

I rarely turn on television during the day, and I hardly ever used to watch television at night.  Just had other things to do.  But I’m finding I’m following more shows than I have in the past.  Partly due to DVD series I walk to on the treadmill.  So here’s a list of shows I’m into right now. 

The Real Housewives of New York

Lost

American Idol

Desperate Housewives

Little People, Big World

The Tudors

Deadliest Catch

And I’m going to check out The Unusuals and there’s a show coming on in May called Glee that looks funny.

Right now I’m in the middle of season 3 of Desperate Housewives.  It’s pretty entertaining.  It’ll be interesting to see the new season when I catch up.  Gaby has changed in a big way.  Other than these few shows, I don’t turn the set on.  When my husband unwinds at night, it’s Fox News all the way.  He loves O’Reilly.  I think I’d rather stick needles in my eyes.  I’ll keep to my mindless reality shows.  At least then I don’t have to go to sleep at night fearing the economy is going to take us all down into a black vortex of doom.   There’s not much I can do about it anyway.  

But wait . . . maybe we can.  Buy books.  Any books.  By the buckets.  Keep the bookstores in business.