Tiny Magic Bubbles

This post would be perfect for a picture but alas, I did not put one.

I just wanted to stop and minute and talk about my favorite bubbles. They are the surprise ones that come out of the dish soap container. 

There you are doing the every so exciting job of scrubbing dishes in the sink. The water is set to super hot you reach over to get some soap, add it to the dishes, put it down and pop! Right there tiny little bubbles are squeezed out. 

They just shoot into the air and then float slowly down. They are just so pretty to see the colors reflect off their surfaces. 

When there is just one I try to blow it in the air and keep it afloat for as long as possible. When they come out in clusters I turn into a mean cat and try to swat them all down and out as fast as possible.

It doesn't always happen but when the dish bubbles arrive I take it as a moment to enjoy them. They are one of my tiny reminders to stay in the present and take pleasures in the small things. 

Does anyone else enjoy these tiny bubbles? If so leave a comment below!

Clean Cat?

My cat, his name is Lockness Monster. We are not friends. He was adopted from a local shelter and was ferral. Now he is more friendly but most little kids are warned when they come to our house not to mess with the cat. They are afraid of the dog but the cat's going to be the one to cut them. I feel bad for Teach. 

We call Lockness Monster Lock for short. He used to attack me a lot more then he does now. Before he would litterally chase me down the hall and bite me. New Dude was never any help he just laughed and pointed at me.

I have this things with beds where I try really hard to keep all my limbs on the mattress. You know, to prevent monsters from like getting me. Well, there has been more than one time when an arm was over the bed and Lock jumped up and like hug/bit my arm. Talk about childhood horrors coming true! A monster from under the bed did get me!

That is however, is not the point of this post. I wanted to say, cats alwso get into weird spots. Like the above picture.

Or help you with Christma cards.

Or when you need to fold laundry.

Or have a seat.

Nope, this post has gone sideways. The intenet IS for cats! 

Fairness

So since I haven't done anything exciting today but fall asleep after meditating and I still wanted to write but didn't have a topic.

I looked into my drafts folder and saw this, little gem and figured I'd just run with it, so let's go.

All the time you hear the word fair being thrown around. I think it can be an over used just like OCD. Just because you like your stuff to be in order or organized or just your way does NOT make you OCD. You are watering down a condition that some people really struggle with! I digress, that might be another post.

I wasn't feeling this from the original.
I feel that there are times when things should be kept as fair as possible. This pretty much would be children until they are like 20. After that then if things go more towards how relationships are, who helps mom and dad etc, let things lay they want.

Fairness is an idea that people want to be true. However, it simply is not always the way things works. I say this not for people to give up and start stealing from neighbors, cheating on tests, or anything dramatic like that, I'm just stating a fact.

Life is not fair.

I like to think of acting fair is like diet and exercise. It is something you can control so you the best you can by being physically fit and the proper weight. However, these two thing don't mean anything if you get hit by lighting or something else random. Trying to do the right thing and keep things fair is our attempt to control this very unpredictable unfair world. I think, like diet and exercise, it is the right thing to do, it is the smart thing to do, and best option for everyone. I think it is something everyone, including myself, should strive towards but understand that not everyone is after the same goal.

It is also my belief that by the efforts in which people try to keep things fair are also not created equal. Example; if you wanted to keep your dog food even by feeding your Great Dane the same amount as you do a Beagle, well this will only end in tears.

This, coming from a non kid house hold so feel free to judge, treating your kids the same level of respect, fairness, and equality is a must. Yet, your kids are not the same, do not always require the same type of treatments, care, or money which causes all kinds of confusion. The only think you can do is try the best you can. Sadly, not even until they are out of the house. Trying to keep things fair between kids is one of those now and forever type things that comes with making the choice to become a parent. If you don't want to be fair, keep it one kid please and save the world and probably your kids a world of emotional baggage.

That's it, not anything to crazy, just some word vomit for your pleasure. Enjoy and have a wonderful day.

1/1/2019 A New Year A New Attempt

I never take good pictures of Teach. I think it is mostly because I tend to take the pictures of him sleeping in the bed with me. For any of the selfie taking people out there, the angles are never flattering. So here is a nice pictures of him. He is intently waiting for me to give him some cheese.

New Dude, Teach, the Broha and I all walked down to our local brewery because it was such a nice day on Sunday 12/30/2018. We took pictures, drank a few beers, talked about nothing and left as the sun was going down. It gets cold when there is no sun this time of the year.

Also you can see by the title of this post, it is now a few days later, the first of the year. I am going to attempt to write each day. I'm going to put a time limit of 20 minutes. It might be a little bit more it might be a little bit less only time will tell.

The goal is to write in here, this wonderfully neglect blog or in my journal, yes, I randomly keep one of those things. Scary right? 

I have come, I have written, I have told a tiny story, listed a goal and even spell checked everything, my job here is done. Is anyone else attempting a new goal for the new year?

Lasik 7/14/2017

***Wow so this is what happens when you don't blog much, you get a post from over a year ago in the drafts folder. I am sorry for the delay but I shall now post it now 1.5 year later. EEP!***

This post is kind of self explanatory. I had Lasik done several months ago. I wrote this post but never proof read or published it. This was written two weeks after my procedure so I wouldn't forget. Now I shall share it with you. 

Thus far, 2 weeks after Lasik, I am a super fan. The above picture is the morning of the procedure. One of the last times, for a while I hope, that I wore glasses while going for a run with my mom. We ran a little over a mile and then showered, dropped off the fur children and day care and went to the eye doctors. 

We arrived on time and had sat in the waiting room for about 30 minutes. Mom scrolled through Facebook while I looked over her shoulder bouncing my leg. I was little nervous. I had my chill pill, my drops, and my eyes had been measured earlier in the week. They were a little behind that day their machine was having a hard time reading some kind of card.

After a while we came back to one room. They checked my eyes again, put some numbing and antibiotic eye drops in them and had me take my chill pill. We waited, my leg bounced. We waited some more my leg bounced some more. Then it was time for me to go back to the procedure room. I introduced my mom to the lady that has been my main contact for of this process. We sat and talked and my leg bounced. Then they said okay it's time. My mom headed out not wanting to watch, but it was A okay, I had Boo Boo. He is my stuff kind of sucks right now bear. Tiny, squeezable, cute, with big feet 

From there I walked into the room and laid on a bed, eh not really a bed but a place to lay. I scooched to the end and they positioned my head, inflated a pillow around it to keep me from moving. They then explained what they were doing again and some of the sights and sounds. They previewed what the laser sounded like and told me they would walk me through everything.

As you can tell I am generally a curious person but for this, not at much. I laid there with both eyes closed, focusing on my breathing and keeping calm and still. Right about the time I had my breathing close to smooth they said it was time.

They taped my left eye down and put me under the machine that would make the flap in my corinea. They did this by putting a device around my eye that kind of looked like how you dye Easter Eggs. This would keep my eye open. They then placed a suction cup on my actual eye. I could kind of see still but everything being so close to your eye it gets really blurry. The next step was this machine was lowered down and made the cut. That is the part when you vision does go black for a few second. There is some pressure but nothing too crazy. I think goggles you push on your face for swimming has more pressure. Then once it is cut, they take off the suction cup, remove the eye opener thing, you close that eye immediately, they remove the tape from the left eye, place it on the right eye and repeat the process again.

Now that both have eyes have their flaps made I laid there with eyes closed, focusing on breathing, focusing on keeping still, thinking about it being half way done. Accepting that it isn’t too bad, we are almost there, this was my choice, and everything will be okay.

While I am in my head they move me under the machine that will actually do the fixing. During this process they have me open my right eye. I think they just taped my eye open this time instead of the egg dye thing. I could see the doctor moving something on my eye. I feel like it I was the flap. Like see him moving it out of the way, but I could not feel anything. Then they put the machine over my eye. Yes you can see stuff but at the same time you cannot. You see an orange blinking light they want you to look through and stare at without moving. Then there is a black ring followed by a hailo of bright white lights. Then they start the machine and you here the zap, zap, zap for me I think they said like 45 seconds. I had poor eye sight, the worse the vision the longer with the laser. The whole time they are saying don’t move, keep looking straight, you are doing great, 30 second, good job, keep looking straight, don’t move, keep looking straight, 20 seconds, you are almost there, good job, keep looking straight ahead. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Good job almost done. While this was going on  in my head I was going I cannot really see the orange dot because everything is so close to your eye, how can I tell if I am looking straight? As they counted down I kept going, almost there, almost there, only a little bit more, you have this, you got this, keep going. Oh thank goodness.  Then you get pulled away from the machine, you see the doctor move the corena over your eye again and then it looks like a little rubber paint brush like kind out of nail polish bottle come across your eye. I assume their might be some kind of glue on it? Or they are just trying to make sure all the edges are down and smooth. This eye is now done, they tape it close and move onto the left eye. Same procedure is completed for that eye.

After the left eye was done, and painted  they had me lay there for a minute while they deflated the pillow and had me sit up. Once I was sitting they asked me to read the clock, I could, it said 10:15am. They helped me off the bed thing, and walk out of the room and down the hall to sit with my mom.

She said she was sorry that she left me but I said no worries I had Boo Boo and understand eyes are weird thing for my family sometimes. I sat there with my eyes closed. This is the part I was not aware would happened. I had been warned could not touch my eyes for a week or it could cause problems. I did not want to touch them I wanted to squeeze them shut with all of my might. That however made a weird feeling in my ears, like of like they had balloons in them or something. I an attempt to keep my face from scrunching up and squeezing my eyes I pushed a hand on my forehead to keep the muscles from moving. No more leg bouncing while I waited.

They called me back and mom and I walked to the eye exam room again. They sat me down, had me stare into a bright light, went over the steps for the next week or so and then we walked out. I kept wanting to keep my eyes shut but they were like you can open them you can see. I had some wrap around sunglasses on and headed to the ctar.

Once I was in the car mom drove me home. We stopped to pick up something to eat at Mcdonnalds and then headed home. The whole ride I kept pushing on my forehead to keep my face from squeezing. I almost feel asleep at one point. Once inside the house I ate my burger and went to bed. I was in a beautiful slightly drug induced sleep for about 5 hours. Honestly, next to the vision improvement the nap this procedure offered afterwards was half of my excitement. I woke up a few hours later, and was able to join the fur children and my husband for dinner and we watched a movie before going back to bed.

The next morning, I took a shower, careful to look away and keep my eyes closed the whole time. Mom and I went back to the eye doctors and had them look at my eyes again. They had me read one of the eye charts with different lines and pronounced me to have 20/20 vision. I think the last time I had 20/20 would have been maybe second or third grade. We then were free to go.

We stopped off at my local Krogers so I could donate all the glasses I could no longer ware. Even if I do end up in glasses, more than reading glasses, I hope to at least keep the lenses back to the normal kind. My eyes were so bad I always had to get the most expensive to prevent my glasses from being like coke bottles.

My eyes were a little tender and they still seem a little dry, as to be expected, and life is good. I keep thinking I forgot to take my contacts out when I wake up in the morning but I feel like that feeling will probably pass soon.

If you are thinking about doing Lasik I recommend it. Please leave a comment below with your thoughts or your story of Lasik.