contacts and the people who wear them

the first time I tried to put a contact in my eye I was 13 years old. I was in the bathroom at my house, and there was no contact in sight. pun...intended. it was the night before the appointment with my eye doctor and Mama Jordan thought it would be a good idea to practice the art of taking your finger and putting it up to your eye. "If you can't do that, how do expect to actually put something in your eye?" that might not be the exact quote. this was 12 years ago, so I'm probably paraphrasing a little, but that was the gist of it. I was not happy with this, and we were probably only in there for a few minutes but it seemed like hours. I could not even get close to touching my eye nor did I think this was even necessary to do before I even went to the appointment. so I'm sure young Melissa said something sarcastic and went off to bed. I think (and like to blame) that "preparation" for then causing me to fight with an actual contact for over 3 hours the next day at the doctor's office. I could not for the life of me get the contact in my eye on my own. if I remember correctly, the doc put them back in my eye and told us to go home and have me practice putting them in and taking them out. I don't think the rest of the day was that great. but slowly, day by day, I got better. and today, being almost 25 years old, I am a total pro. I can pop those suckers in like nobody's business. I can do it with my eyes closed....except I need them to be open to really do what I need to do.



all this to say, this is the first time I've ever posted in a blog that I'm "co-authoring." however, this was not as difficult, Mama Jordan is not inches from my face and I'm not yelling "how is this gonna help?" I'd like to play around with links, photos and such, so if something goes horribly wrong in this post I promise I'll get better.



so here's a pic that always, without fail, makes me laugh.

I'm hoping this week goes by quickly, as I'm very much so looking forward to my birthday! I think Friday is going to be very fun, and I'm really excited to go home and see the fam. if nothing falls through, the house will close on the 30th. it's really crazy. and bittersweet. and a tad hard to imagine. and there's a chance that it might be really hard to leave there on Sunday. I don't know how to picture that not being our house and never being able to go back to the only house I've ever known. OK, I'm gonna stop cause I'm gonna get teary and that's just awkward at work. please refer back to the scuba dog and laugh.

and BC always makes me feel better. here's a new song that I hope will be on the new album. love. it. and I hope it will make Amy see her in concert again in October and make Ashley fly back and see her....after being in Chicago for about a month....

high fives and awkward side hugs,
mj