It's official
I have reached middle age. I went to the eye doctor today, and have a brand new eye glass prescription, this one includes 1.5 diopters of reading correction. Yes, your humble mad baker now has to wear bifocals (actually they will be progressives). What next, false teeth and an ear trumpet?
Have I mentioned how much I hate having my eyes dilated? I wandered around town for the next several hours with eyes that made me look like I was under the influence of some very interesting substances.
In other news the new kitten has not yet left the bathroom, but has been sighted on top of the shower curtain. This animal has no fear of heights, though he might be a bit chary of large dogs and adult cats. I am wondering if we need to name him Edmund.
"Up, up ever up"
No recipe this time, though you might try to liven up an egg white omelate with a bit of asparagus and some goat cheese.
Have I mentioned how much I hate having my eyes dilated? I wandered around town for the next several hours with eyes that made me look like I was under the influence of some very interesting substances.
In other news the new kitten has not yet left the bathroom, but has been sighted on top of the shower curtain. This animal has no fear of heights, though he might be a bit chary of large dogs and adult cats. I am wondering if we need to name him Edmund.
"Up, up ever up"
No recipe this time, though you might try to liven up an egg white omelate with a bit of asparagus and some goat cheese.