When the commercial, “You just won the Super Bowl! What are you going to do next?” came on I asked Keith how long have they been doing this commercial. He immediately commented, “Since 1987 when the Giants beat the Broncos and Phil Simms said it.” He is full of random knowledge.
DaughterGeeding will be presenting her immigration project this week. This was a great bonding time for her and Keith.
Today is the 100th Day of School for our kiddos!
If you are interested to see what Keith’s back looks like once the stitches were removed. Here is a picture (banana for scale).
It is painful for Keith to sit upright in the car so he lays down in the cargo area of our SUV with a pillow between is legs. I may have accidentally driven over a curb while he was back there. A few words may have come out of his mouth.
I know Keith has mentioned my prosthetic eye before and has even posted a video, but maybe you have never heard the whole story. Or maybe you heard his version about me being a Mavs dancer and it popped out one night on the court and rolled across the floor and Keith picked it up. HA! Hardly. Not long after I was born the doctor noticed that my left eye was not working correctly. My mom told me stories about how they tried putting a contact in that eye. Can you imagine holding a crying baby down to put something in her eye? Doctors lated discovered that I had cataracts, glaucoma, and a detached retina and was blind in that eye. It looked pretty nasty so I had it removed when I was in first grade. I was wearing a white gauze eye patch in my yearbook picture that year.
Months later we visited an ocularist where I had an impression of my eye socket and the magic began. It’s amazing to watch someone paint your eye! He uses a special thread to make the “blood vessels”. From then until now I’ve probably had about 4-5 eyes because as I grew so did my eye socket. Some visits were just for a cleaning/polishing where I was told he puts it in a special oven and bakes it at 350 degrees until golden brown. Lots of memories coming to Dallas for these appointments and spending time at Wolworth’s and NorthPark while my eye was “baking”. Every eye either has my name, initials, or a smiley face on it so that I know what is the top when putting it in. One time the school nurse had to put it in for me and she put it in upside down. Not only was it uncomfortable, but you could see some of the letters from my name. When taking it out the ocularist uses a tiny suction cup. I used it when I was younger, but now it’s faster to slip my thumb under it and it slips right out. My ocularist, Randy Trawnik, is still working and I hope he never retires.
Funny stories that have happened with my eye:
While at Peer Helper camp in Jr. High I was waiting my turn to jump off the diving board when I was rubbing my eye and it slipped out into my hand. I turned to the girl next to me and said, “My eye just came out.” Like she knew what to do. I walked all the way back to the dorm, in my swimsuit, while everyone stopped me to ask if everything was ok.
I pulled an April Fool’s joke on my mom and said it got flushed down the toilet.
Only being able to see out of one eye means I have no depth perception. You should see me try to light a candle! Driving is not hard, but you have to remember I have always been blind out of my left eye and have never known what it is like to see out of two eyes. I always tell people that I think seeing out of two eyes would give me a headache. How do y’all do it?
I’m not embarrassed talking about my prosthetic so if you have any questions please feel free to ask.
No big story on the Coke machine. We bid on it on Ebay and it didn’t meet the reserve price so the seller sold it to us for a lower price. It is loud when plugged it so we usually just use it for parties.
Keith’s best friends lately are Rose, Sophia, Blanche and Dorothy.