tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30402684.post8349407296592246843..comments2023-04-01T04:28:35.885-04:00Comments on sweet nothings: Two Things, Quicklydie Frauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14269442912640747892noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30402684.post-87613870317307938852008-11-16T17:44:00.000-05:002008-11-16T17:44:00.000-05:00I'm in the same boat with everyone else. It's been...I'm in the same boat with everyone else. It's been at least 5 years, maybe more, since my last pair of glasses. I desperately need a new pair since every once in awhile, the screw falls out of the hinge and pops the lens out. It's a real pain when that happens first thing in the morning and you need to put your contacts in to fix your glasses!<BR/><BR/>I usually wear my contacts, so getting new glasses always gets put on the backburner-- especially because we have no vision coverage (although vision coverage is generally minimal anyway). But one day that screw is going to pop out and I'm not going to be able to find it.<BR/><BR/>I'm very impressed your students noticed your new pair. Whenever I wore my glasses to work all anybody would ask is, "What's wrong? Everything okay?"Strongmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12902430403926790991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30402684.post-6575483860009936382008-11-16T14:17:00.000-05:002008-11-16T14:17:00.000-05:00Amen on the glasses thing - it IS so hard!! The l...Amen on the glasses thing - it IS so hard!! The last pair I bought was my last month in Boston which was... drum roll... December 2001! It's no wonder why I don't wear them and squint while night driving. <BR/><BR/>I went in recently and spent forever trying to pick out new ones, but none were quite right. So I'm still without. Sounds like it's an epidemic!Sarah Berryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12890371606163976935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30402684.post-38112923796383033002008-11-15T17:29:00.000-05:002008-11-15T17:29:00.000-05:00Fortunately, he was not my student. He's just "th...Fortunately, he was not my student. He's just "that kid".die Frauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14269442912640747892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30402684.post-80711237674148465722008-11-14T16:49:00.000-05:002008-11-14T16:49:00.000-05:00Holy! You're, like, living an episode of L&...Holy! You're, like, living an episode of L&O. I am simultaneously in awe and feeling a little bad for you. Is the bright side maybe that he's not sitting in your classroom for a while? Well, that's a bright side for you, I'm guessing, but I bet he'd prefer your classroom. Unless, you're THAT hard-core, which wouldn't surprise me. :)<BR/><BR/>Hurray for new glasses!! I, too, need new ones. I bought mine in Philly if that tells you anything. But I don't wear mine nearly as much as you. The Husband is in such dire need, you'd wonder if we were trying to prove something (beyond our own laziness and ineptitude). One arm broke off MONTHS ago and has been held on by superglue, with frequent re-adhering since then. Lame. But the process, as you noted, is SO HARD! Because they GO ON YOUR FACE!<BR/><BR/>My ears hurt.feather nesterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17778477468709093359noreply@blogger.com