One of the unexpected benefits of living out in the boonies is the drive home after work. Not only does it give me 30 minutes a day - by myself no less - to listen to the Backstreet Boys to my heart's content, but I also get to watch the sun set every day.
I had forgotten how stunning a West Texas sunset can be.
In the last month, I have had my breath taken away so many times as the sky glowed with all the muted colors you could imagine. It has become a highlight of my day. Yesterday I had to stop at the store and pick up milk on the way home, and missed the sunset. I could not believe how disappointed I was.
Next time the kids can just wait another day for milk.
Yesterday morning while putting my contacts in, I discovered that at some point I had somehow switched the caps on my lens case. So for who knows how long I've been seeing out of the wrong eyes. I wear gas permeable lenses (as I am as blind as Mr. Magoo and soft contacts simply do not correct my vision enough for me to see clearly. And not seeing clearly would interfere with all kinds of things. Like seeing sunsets. And you know - driving.) so you think I would have noticed sooner.
At least now I know why I've looked like an extra from 28 Weeks Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.
Alas - I have nothing else interesting to post. Other than I have no idea what to get my husband for Christmas. Every time he wants something, he just buys it. (After comparing prices from a gazillion places and then buying it used somewhere. Ah - the life of a wife of the thrifty man) So I'm stumped. If anyone knows of a good gift for a man who loves hunting, fishing, and giving me a hard time, for heaven's sake - leave a comment.
(And if you have any idea where I might find a Wii console without paying eleventy billion dollars on ebay - drop me a line. Because we didn't come up with the brilliant idea to buy one until THANKSGIVING and as you all know - the US is sold out.)