A Little New-ness

April gave me an award and I am so thrilled. I have to say that when I first started up this blog, I never thought I would come to find so many great bloggin' friends. You all are the best. Now, you know I am supposed to choose a few to forward this award on to, link to your blogs, post the rules, etc. Well, lazy me says "I ain't doin' it!" Haha. The reason being, I love ALL of your blogs. The ones I read and comment on regularly, you know who you are. So grab this award, you all deserve it too!

In other news, if you haven't noticed by now, I changed my layout. Yep, I am anal, OCD, never satisfied. Call it what you will, but I needed a change. After much surfing around and not finding anything spectacular, without having to pay for a new one, I went back to bloggers templates and came up with this one. I like clean and simple, easy to read. I find that when I visit someones blog, I like that, so I went with it for mine.

A little story I wanted to share about my contacts. Yes, I wear contacts. I love wearing them because with glasses, I had many many issues.

First of all, I didn't like the way they made me look. Secondly, nothing aggravates me more when I walk in from a cold winter day into a warm room and my glasses would fog up. Very annoying. Another one I can't go without mentioning, is that sweaty oily noses don't hold glasses well, so 'nuf said about that.

Anyway, last week I went to visit a friend, and as we are talking, my right eye became very irritated. To the point that I had to go into her bathroom and look at my eye. It felt like someone had thrown a bucket of sand in there. Not very comfortable. At. All!!

So I am standing there, hunting for my contact in my eye, so that I can take it out to examine it and see what is wrong with it. I can't find the freaking contact! It was nowhere to be found, I couldn't find it and I started to panic. Where the heck had it gone?? Finally, I see it and grab it and pull it out. Only about 2/3 of the contact was there. Where did the other part go? I could not find it. I gave up and went home.

All afternoon the irritation would keep coming back and I rubbed and hunted, felt around for it, put eye drops, couldn't find the darn thing for nothing in the world. Frustrated was a good word to describe what I was at this point.

Finally about 3 or 4 hours later, I found the rest of my contact and pulled it out. Never in the 3 years that it has been since I started wearing contacts, has anything like this ever happened. Did my eyeball EAT my contact? I do not ever touch my eyes or rub them when contacts or in, so I can not even begin to imagine what would have caused that to happen. Weird, very weird. Oh and of course, they were my second to last pair, so I had to order more immediately.

Hopefully my eyeball doesn't get hungry again before the new ones get here!