My sunglasses, my sunglasses..boo hoo hoo.
I went into an ice cream parlor yesterday. It had appeared on the top of the "Best Of" list. I had to go try it out and see if it held any credence. I remember distinctly raising my sunglasses to the top of my head thinking, "It's overcast!! You don't need these on". I vaguely remember seeing them on the table top as I ate my ice cream (Moose tracks and mint chocolate chip).
Then I was looking for them as the sun made an appearance later that afternoon. It was very glaring. Very. The sun was desperately trying to hang on as a fast approaching black ominous storm was challenging its authority.
I went through all the usual places. On top of my head. No.
On the sun visor. No.
In my purse. I cleaned my purse out, piece by piece. No.
I quickly made a survey of all the things in the basket in between the bucket seat...no glasses.
I pulled the car over, because I was now getting serious and the first twinges of panic were beginning. I went to the passenger door and opened it hoping to find the glasses wedged next to the seat where they would have slipped off. Not there.
I crawled into the back and looked under the seats. Nothing.
It was hopeless. They are lost. I began calling everywhere I had been. I even back tracked to the ice cream store.
They checked under the counter. "Ah, here are some." My heart began to beat faster! She pulled out some funky metal things. I must have looked like I was going to cry because she quickly slid them back under the counter.
What am I going to do? I love those glasses. I have had them since I lost that other pair last summer. I left them in the back room of a Walmart! I hastened back then, but in a matter of minutes, they were gone.
Damn! Joe does have good taste in glasses. He is going to be very angry that I have yet again lost another pair!! Of his glasses! A pair of classic Wayfarers this time!
I thank God there is E-bay.
I dedicate this entry to Tina from Ride Along With Me. One of the very first entries I read of hers was about being un-photogenic. I adore being behind the camera instead of in front of it. I hate looking at myself on film (digital) even though when I do years later I say, "damn I looked good back then".
So this is me, trying to look all black and white for a Round Robin challenge last year...self portrait I think.
Here I am, in all my big nose glory in my gone forever Ray Bans.