Poindexter or Old Navy Lady???

So in true Sandrine fashion - as only I can do, I lost my glasses on friday night. How you ask? I hung my head out of the car window to "spit" my gum while on San Pedro late at night/early morning and instead my glasses were caught by the wind and flew off of my face. Nice!

For those of you that don't know me that well, I am BLIND. I don't mean Stevie Wonder blind, but close. Like the first thing I do in the morning is reach for my glasses so I can make it out of the room. People always ask - are you farsighted or nearsighted? The answer is yes. I've been in glasses since the age of 8 and near or far - it doesn't make a difference anymore it's all a mess.

So, my good buddy Joan drove me home, being that I couldn't drive myself - being that I can't see and all. Saturday morning revealed what I knew in the back of my head, I didn't have a backup pair. (I think I broke those too) BUT, I did have a great pair of prescription sunglasses. I sported those to go get my eyes checked and get new specs. Can someone tell me why I am the only person in the world who goes to the 1 hour glasses place and NEVER gets her glasses in an hour? No, I get to rock the Stevie Wonder look through the weekend. Awesome.

Monday comes along and Whoop! whoop! It's time to go get my glasses! I go and pick them up and go along my merry way. (Insert scratching record sound here) Is it just me or are these glasses HUGE? I don't remember picking these out! The more I look at myself in the mirror, I'm pretty sure they aren't the glasses I picked out, so I take a pic on my cell and send it to my Mother.

Ring Ring!
Me: Hey
Mom: Why are you're glasses so big?
Me: Ok so I'm not crazy - I think they gave me the wrong glasses

So I go back - I tell the lady, "I hate these, I don't think they are what I wanted". She of course is OH SO helpful and tells me to pick another pair and they will fix it. Once again I am the girl who's glasses are never ready in a hour so I have to come back the next day. Tuesday morning I call - "No ma'am they are not ready - we will have them at 3PM." Aren't they the ONE HOUR place???? So at 3PM I traipse into the store....

Ma'am - there was a problem with the lense - you're glasses won't be ready until sometime tomorrow. WHAT?????? At which point I am tempted to act like an outraged idiot, but I pull it together, take a deep breathe, channel my inner nice girl and reply, "Hmm - ooooookkkaaayyy, " (I might be playing nice girl, but I'm still sassy). "Can you tell me when they will be ready? I'm just tired of coming back and forth only to get the run around" The lady apologizes profusely and assures me that she will call the very moment they are ready.

Oh I'm playing the nice girl - but if my glasses aren't ready tomorrow.........

In the mean time - entertain yourself with the cell phone pic of the nasty glasses. I can't determine if they are more Old Navy Lady or Poindexter - I'm thinking PD.

To be titled at a later date

A few months ago I got a package in the mail from my Mother and included in the package was a newspaper article. The article included a picture of me and a friend that I have long since lost touch with. Let me take that back - I haven't lost touch with them, it was someone who at the time I felt like for my heart's sake I needed to intentionally cut out of my life.

That article has been sitting by the printer since I got it from my Mom, and I haven't given it much more than a passing glance. Until yesterday. Sometimes when life is at it's craziest or taking interesting twist and turns I think of this friend. So yesterday as I was flying around on this crazy roller coaster of my life I happened to glance over at the article. I sat looking for a long time at the two people in the picture and remembering what good friends they were, how much fun they had together, and how they encouraged each other. It then made me think of the "hurt" I thought my heart had endured, and I began to wonder if they had really hurt my heart, or did I misinterpret the situation and in turn hurt my own heart. Now all these years later I'm not so sure which one it is or was.

So I sucked up my pride and got in touch with the long lost friend. In their always gracious and kind way they picked up right where we had left off. I don't know that my heart is 100% recovered - I don't know if it was ever beaten up on the way I thought it was. But I know that at this particular time in my life - it's good to have them back.

A Not So Normal - Normal New Year's Eve

This year's celebration was not what I anticipated at all. I banked on it being kind of quiet and reserved, being that we were celebrating with people we hardly knew, if not at all. I thought I'd be saying goodbye by 12:02 and home by 12:45.

Who knew that instead we would make instant friends, and have one of the best New Year's celebration that we've had in a very long time? It was fantastic and highly entertaining. What a better way to start the New Year than good times with old & new friends?

I hope all of you had a great entry into 2009. This is going to be a great year!

Cheers!
Sandrine