Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Eye doctors and grocery fantasies.

My oldest brother told me to start blogging a little while ago, so tonight I finally decided I would. He told me not to make it lame, but right now, I really don't have anything very exciting to talk about. No random thoughts, no world issues or stories to discuss.. I'm just feeling really good in general, which is the worst, blog-wise.

I went to the opthamologist today to get my eyes checked because it's a standard procedure for diabetics to see a specialist every year and a half if they've had the disease for 5 years or more. I hated the painful eyedrops and the hour long wait in the tiniest waiting room I've ever seen in my life, but once things got done, it turned out my eyes have been completely unaffected by my diabetes. The doctor was really nice too, and he had a bulletin board with all these cute pictures of his wife and little curly haired ginger children hanging on it. And they looked so happy, which made me feel warm and fuzzy. But, who knows if they really are as perfect as they look hanging on an office wall.

It's February now! I love February. It has always been a favorite month of mine. And I have always loved Valentines day, since before I was old enough to date. Actually, there has only been one Valentines day in which I haven't been single, and that one was by far the worst! So look at that.

You know what else I love? Grocery shopping! I'd like to go on a grocery shopping date someday with a cute, confident, happy boy. That's something/someone I've never experienced before.. But yes. We would go grocery shopping. In the spring. And it'd be raining, and we would have to run across the parking lot and would get drenched anyway, because even after we finished putting all the groceries the car we'd be driving, I would make a big deal about getting the quarter back from my cart, so I'd have to run back across the pavement to put the cart away.

On a lighter and more realistic note, I also love breakfast sandwiches.

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