In other news...
|photo by bob|
Cha-lazy-eye is back. It's killing me. (Actual ailment: chalazion -- a blocked gland in my eyelid. I think it's from the mom hormones. Not the worst thing in the world. An annoyance.)
I had one when Bobby was born; it appeared at the exact same time he did, so I liked to unaffectionately refer to it as his twin.
We were staying at Gram's one weekend -- I guess it must have been Thanksgiving, the Thanksgiving before her stroke -- and I'd been suffering the thing for weeks, and Gram was very concerned about it. I kept putting warm washcloths on my eye, like I had been all along, per doctor's orders.
Gram just would not stop looking at it. "Well, by gully." And then she told me I should put my tea bag on it. (We drink a lot of tea at Gram's.) We all laughed but then she wasn't really joking. So I tried it a couple of times that night. And she noticed the effects immediately. The next morning she insisted, "Well it's looking better isn't it?" I really didn't think so... but I was amused and encouraged by her optimism nonetheless.
I kept up with the tea bag treatment and sure enough, it seemed to work; I did heal.
So now I'm back at it. Tea-baggin myself all the time. And shedding a couple of tears because I just truly miss my Gram. I miss her input in my life. I miss her ridiculously hilarious and ridiculously amazing advice that did always turn out to be just what I needed.
And for your leap day present, my favorite leap day pics...
Happy leap day, all.