The weather has been dreary this week, but I love the rain. It’s so refreshing.
Oh, and did I tell you that I won the award for housewife accident of the year?! Two nights ago when I was preparing dinner in my lovely victorian apron with my Doris Day up-do (j/k), a splat of hamburger grease hit me square in the right eye. The next day my vision was blurred enough that I found myself sitting at the eye doctor. Somehow, the hot grease managed to land directly on my cornea leaving me with a nice eye burn spanning my line of sight. Are your eyes watering yet? How does this happen?! It’d be funny to watch a slow motion video of this incident - okay maybe not really funny, but sort of funny. The doctor said he’d never seen such a target hit. Luckily, we live in a modern world with treatment options, and I’m well on my way back to 20/20 again.
Either way, I have eyes that see most clearly when I’m on my knees...leaving unanswered questions to Heavenly Father, finding gratitude in my challenges, and enjoying the simple beauties all around me.
(I really enjoy walking to Carlie’s bus stop each day to pick her up from school.)
P.S. Please consider wearing safety goggles if you cook dinner tonight.