I guess you know what you wanna see

After the trauma of last night, today was a day of taking it easy.

Tooli came home full of snot. She is drippier than a drippy thing. Currently I have the pleasure of looking at her sitting on couch, with two tissues stuffed up her nose, eyes watering, and the couch, where she isn't sprawled, is littered with snotty hankies; aw but she is my baby, and if she is unwell, then she should be here; where her daddy can love, and care for her.

I had eyes tested today. What revelation that is. Couldn't read below the third bottom line. Put the funny glasses on, way hay, I can see... tried a range of lens, each time a little clearer. Wow. Amazing.

Then we had the horizontal and vertical lines, and picture taking of my eye, and wow that is clever. And the torch in the eye... I could see all the veins running through my eye while she was peering in. I also had the puff machine, which was tolerable.

I wasn't looking forward to the eye test... last time I got a man, who I felt invaded my personal space too much. I need at least three feet from every human at all times; except family of course.

That is all.