By all means, make yourself at home. I cheerfully welcome your 50-degree lows and crisp breezes. I thank you for the opportunity to turn the air conditioner off and open the windows. It’s going to be great to finally let in some fresh air and watch the cats dash from window to window in an attempt to experience all of the “sniffs.”
Guess what, guys? It’s going to be a nice week. The midwest is sending us a cold front, for which I am (as you can probably tell) supremely grateful. I’m going to try ride the coattails of this weather-induced cheerfulness to a more positive outlook this week. One major obstacle to enduring optimism is that I find much more to blog about as a whiner. A second obstacle is what Scott is calling the Terminator Eye.
I awoke Saturday morning to discover that I had broken a blood vessel in my eye. I’m preferring to think that this is somehow work-related and that I have, literally, read until my eyes bled. In all actuality, I probably sneezed or coughed or poked myself in the stupid eye while asleep. Not quite as good a story, but there you go. Scott researched the freakish-looking eye on WebMD and discovered that it’s basically the ocular equivalent of a bruise and will go away on its own in a week or two.
Once the duties of a caring husband had been satisfied, Scott turned to movie quotes in an attempt to inject some humor into the situation.
While I was moaning about how ugly I looked: “Now, honey. We like the way you look. Normally you look real pretty. It’s just that you don’t right now.”
When I told him that everyone was staring at my eye: “Why would anyone be looking at that weird, weird eye?”
There were a couple of others, but I can’t remember them now. I will, however, award Megarunr Super Cool Points to whoever can identify the other two movies from the (butchered) quotes above.