Monday, February 18, 2008

A better photo of my glasses is just a click away...

Amy took an awesome photograph of me and my glasses, which is much better than the photo we took with our camera (which is not as fancy as hers). See it here.

She took it at Matt and Kristen's engagement party, which was really fun (also, check this closeup of Kristen's awesome hair). The love was all around us. I cried during the toasts. Show of hands: who's surprised by this?

Nobody, that's who.

Other highlights from a variety of event photo galleries:

Here's a side view of my glasses, a silhouette of my head, and a smiling Count.

Here's J.Bo and the Human making us want them.

Jeremy and The Count having a snack.

The cake I made is on the left.

Flora's bracelet helping her get her cry on in fake earnest.

Kelsey looking rather feline.

Jaime's in a commercial for tasty snacks.

Good times.

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Sweet relief

My mother was filled with sweet relief to see my new glasses live and in person. She said the photo of me on the blog (see below) did them no justice, but she thinks they're fine in real life.

Of course, this is a sweet relief to me.

In other glasses news, my other new glasses (the old new glasses) are in. Egads, however, because I don't have the car to go pick them up. Oh, humanity!

Wait until you see them! As soon as they're on my head, I'll snap a photo and post it. I know right where both the camera and the cord are, so there will be no lag time.

I was telling some of my peeps (get it, peeps, because we're talking about seeing?) at work about the vintage glasses and I said that they didn't have to worry about staying cool because with my two pairs of super-cool glasses, I'd lift the cool quotient of our entire area and remove the burden from them. We laughed, oh, how we laughed. I said, "You're welcome," like a total asshole. Then I had to apologize and make sure everyone knew I was joking around. (Sometimes you have to spell it out in Big Company.)

Seriously, though, I don't know how I'll be able to keep up with the coolness of my glasses. I consulted with an actual teenager about where my glasses were on the coolness-o-meter and she assured me that I was pretty fashionable. But the pressure! It's really a lot of pressure. I hope I can find a way to be up to the task.

I think I need new clothes.

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Monday, February 4, 2008

The cord is found!

I spoke too soon, for the Count got up and found the cord lickety-split (in his closet). He is still a squirrel, and will likely remain a squirrel, but he's MY squirrel.

Okay, here's me posing like I'm having deep thoughts in my new glasses:



Are they totally awesome or what?

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Why you're being made to wait

At first it was because we couldn't find the camera. We had no idea what we'd done with it. We ransacked the place.

The last time I used it, it was when I was downloading our Olympia pictures and posting them on my old blog. When I was done, I left the camera on the table in the office, which is where I thought it still was.

I said to Scott, "Where could we have put the camera? I mean, where could it be?"

He said, "It might be in the closet."

Who puts a camera in a closet? It wasn't in any closet that I'm in charge of.

Anyway, Scott ended up finding it in his bedside table.

Who puts a camera in a bedside table?

So we took some photographs of me in my glasses. Some of them were even hilarious. Then I asked Scott where the little cord for the camera was and he said, "What cord?"

Before I continue, you need to know that I'm in love with Scott. Like, for real. But he's got this situation wherein he's kind of like a squirrel. He takes things and he stows them away, but then he doesn't know where he stowed them away. And he doesn't stow them with things that are anything like the other things they're stowed with. So when Scott took the camera off the table in the office and stowed it in his bedside table, he also took the cord. Where did he put it?

Great question, because he doesn't even remember taking the cord. But surely he did because I left it on the table and it's definitely not there anymore.

So now there are photos on the camera and I have to go and buy a new cord.

Scott's mother and step-father came and stayed with us Saturday night, and in preparation, we did some cleaning. Scott and I are much different cleaners, for sure. I want things to be tidy and for everything to go where it belongs. Scott wants to take everything and put it in a box and then hide the box. It's infuriating. My god. Why not just put all those things where they belong?

Here's an example. I keep all my supplements in a basket in the dining room. Scott keeps his on a shelf in the dining room. My supplements are often not in the basket because I sometimes leave them on the table. Scott's supplements are generally on his shelf. With his parents en route, I took all my supplements and put them in the basket and put the basket out of the way. Scott packed up all his supplements and put them in a box with a bunch of other crap and stowed it all behind the bed in the spare room (where we were sleeping during their visit).

There's nothing unclean about supplements on a shelf. There's no reason to hide supplements. I think Scott's parents are reasonably certain that Scott is fortified with vitamins and minerals, and that many of them come out of bottles.

Eh, whatever.

That we have to squabble over this kind of stupid bullshit is good news, I guess, because we don't have anything more important to fight about.

In other glasses news, I acquired a pair of vintage frames while we were in Olympia back in August. "I acquired a pair of vintage frames," is a polite way of saying, "One of Scott's former ladyfriends acquired a pair of vintage frames through a friend who cleaned out an old person's house and then benevolently gave them to me when I casually said I was looking for either old or old-looking cat-eye glasses frames."

The thing about them is that they were kind of shaped a little funny. Not the actual glasses frames part, but the way the arms hooked on to the frames. It was at a funny angle and I was sure if it would end up working out for me.

I stopped over to the Fairview Eyecare Friday to show them to Jen and find out what the what was. She fooled around with them. By "fooled around with them" I mean that she used important optical equipment to bend them into shape. She fixed them up so that they fit my head just right. So I ordered some new lenses. I should have them in my hands by the end of the week.

So many new glasses. So few photographs!

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

My new glasses

are on my head right this minute! Photos coming as soon as we can find the camera.

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Thursday, January 24, 2008

Years-long search over in five minutes

I have been looking for a new pair of glasses pretty much since I got this pair in April of 2002. I've been actively on the prowl for about three years. I knew what I wanted but I just couldn't find it anywhere.

Jen over at Fairview Eyecare tried to help me (shout out to Jen and my peep Dr. Regonini over there), but we basically got nowhere. She even lent me the actual catalog she orders glasses from for the optical shop part of the office. I went through the whole thing by myself, then Margaret and I went through the whole thing together and we just couldn't find what I was looking for. It was a shame, really.

Every time I pass an optical shop of any kind, I stop in to take a look around filled with hope that I might find my secret fantasy glasses.

Well, it happened, friends. It happened in Cambridge.

We had been passing this optical shop-to-be the last few times we were walking through Harvard Square on our way to the Studio, and for the first time on Saturday we passed it and it was open. I said to Ann, "Do you mind if we go in and just look really quickly?"

So we went in. I found them instantly and began to weep. We were on our way to a show and we didn't have time to get the whole thing going on. I said, "I'll have to come back another day."

The lady said, "Can you spare five minutes?" She couldn't believe I was weeping over glasses.

And it was that fast. I'm going to pick up my new glasses this weekend. I'll post a photo of me in my new specs as soon as I have them.

I'll just say one thing about them to get you ready for them: the only other person I could see in these glasses is Dame Edna. That's how fucking awesome they are.

Wait until you see me!

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