I was listening to NPR on the way to a doctor's appointment this morning. The topic was the unemployment rate in the state of California (11%!) and ways in which that can be changed and prevented from happening again, as well as the consequences of such a high unemployment rate on every citizen in the state. The apathy of the people who think they aren't affected is a huge factor in changes being so slow in coming. After about 5 minutes of listening to it I changed it to a different station and found myself rocking out to Neyo and Pitbull. And, my friends, there inlies the problem.
I take a class at the gym 4 nights a week. 3 are cardio/lifting classes, one is Zumba. There is a girl in there who attends almost every single class I do. She is super tall and fit and thin but mostly super tall. She just looks... giantly tall. Last night, for the first time, I stood next to her as we were putting our weights away. We're the same height. I think because she's thin she appears taller and I think because not a whole lotta women are nearly 6 feet it just struck me. Do people think I am giantly tall? I'm certainly helping myself to appear shorter with my girth but... do they?
I had an eye appointment this morning. I've worn glasses since I was a sophomore in high school. I just can't see far away. I'm a squinter without my glasses. With each pregnancy, though, my eye sight became better. Then better, then better. The optomotrist told me that if I had two more babies I'd probably be 20/20. Well, since I'm 2.5 years out from my last pregnancy my eyes are getting worse again, and by worse I just mean to how they were before babies. Weird. But! I get to go pick out new glasses. I may change up my look a little. Or maybe not. I'm kinda chicken and not a fan of change. We'll see. I also told him that my eyes are really red and bothersome in the morning or even after a long nap. He said it's caused by dryness and it's likely that for some reason all of a sudden I may be sleeping with my eyes open a little bit. CREEP EEEE.
William had a great birthday yesterday and I want to thank all of those who love him who reached out to him or even to me. Last night when I put him to bed I told him all the mushy stuff I feel about him and how I'm so happy he had a great birthday. He said, "Mommy, I promise I'll never unlove you." I've never heard more awesome words.