I got a text around 8:30 AM,
that my new glasses were waiting for me to pick them up. I hurried up and got
ready to go collect them 😊
I dressed accordingly – the new eyewear was glitzy with
glitter … so was my makeup, and clothing. If
I had glitter hairspray, I would have used that too.
My inner flamingo was coming
out in full force, this morning 😉
I’m a big bottom-big boobed
woman … with a very short torso; so, it looks like I have no waist at all:
people stare. When I was younger (and thinner) that didn’t matter: tanks
tops and short shorts gave the illusion of an hour-glass shape with definition –
people could see that I did, in fact, have a waist. Sort of. But
at 65, baring my midriff would be ridiculous, and pointless: my sliding-south-boobs
would hide my waist 😉
What people can see now,
is my face. Thankfully, that is holding up; for now, even if my teeth are crooked. Bob loved all of me, as imperfect as I am: and Bob was an very handsome man 😊
I decided with the dawning
of 2022, that I was going to make having fun the main focus of my life: I’m 65
and looking at the downslope of life, and I am going to pack that short amount
of time with fun, fun, and more fun. I’m not going
to be doing outlandish stunts … but I am going to give more freedom to my bohemian
side.
Colorful, boho style
clothing (I’m old enough to afford cruising trendy Thrift Shops, and young
enough at heart, to get a kick out of wearing it again), glittery makeup,
and glitzy eyewear is a start. And even though people tell me I look younger
than I am, I’m smart enough to know that I am loooong past 20. Or 40. Or 50: I
will not get swept away by recklessness to the point of ridiculousness as
some widows do.
But, I do intend to have fun!
I had a wait in the car for
a bit when I got downtown (refused to wear a mask inside) … and there
was a wait in the optometrist’s office (while the Contact’s order was
scrapped, and $$$ refunded me – they kept half).
I
played a game of Woodoku.
I hadn’t had anything to eat
before I left home, and I was hungry; so, I asked my SIL if she’d like to join me
for lunch, on Commerce. Merry has done so much for me these past 3¼ years. I
wanted to let her know I appreciated her.
When I showed her my new
glasses, she didn’t bat an eye – but she did laugh with me when I
said, “they look very elton john, don’t they? I can’t stand his music, but I
do like these glasses. They are almost as outrageous as his always were.” That
is the type of person I want in my tribe 😊
The eyeglasses case is pink.
I swear – I’ve never had so
much pink in my life, in my entire life!
If Bob is looking down on me,
I’m sure he is as shocked as I am at how suddenly my tomboy lifestyle has been
turned on its ear; and morphed into a pink haze of femininity.
I’m getting used
to it now, but for a while there I
was kinda getting freaked out wondering who the heck this New Me is.
And I’m also thinking, that
if Bob is paying any attention at all to what I am doing down here on Earth, he
is howling with laughter as I wear my new glasses … after all, Bob had a
hand in my choosing them 😉
These new glasses aren’t as
colorful as the ones Bob inadvertently {chose} for me about 5 years ago; just
before we bought this house. He pointed them out to me as a joke, but they
spoke to my gypsy soul – and came home with me.
I still burst out in
laughter every time I think of that moment, and the total look of shock when
Bob realized I was actually going to buy them and wear them 😊
I can’t wait to show them off
to my Lexington friends, Friday morning!
I can already hear the hoots
of laughter 😉
