Thru The Eyes Of Penguins

February 22nd, 2009

I’m sore. My body. I don’t know why.

From feeding the animals? I don’t now. It wasn’t harder than usual. But cold. Very cold. I had a good time with all the critters though. Sat for a while afterwards with the goat boys. I brought them raisins. I figured that since they have started taking bread, maybe they’d like raisins as well. And boy did they! They were eager for more, that’s for sure.

Today was soup day. Mama’s world famous chicken soup. The belly and the fridge are both full. And that ain’t not good. I also helped my mother with some Facebook stuff. More squinting. I uploaded pictures from the Greenland trip for her. Unfortunately there was something wrong with the upload. Otherwise I would have given you the link so you could all see what I missed. But we’ll try again later.

And then we’ll see.

Until then, here is another goat boys video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jxyxAvSz6OA. They’re playing around with each other. I love when they do that. I bet they’re going to be big rivals when they grow up. They’ll be mugging me for bread that’s for sure.

At one point you’ll hear a kind of burp in the background. I’d just like to point out that that was Magnethe, not me!

I swear.


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Lasercats

February 20th, 2009

Today was laser eye treatment. It was fun as always. And by that I mean horrible. But hey, at least it’s almost over. Once or twice more then I should be done. Next scheduled torture session is March 26th, so that’s a while.

I talked a little to the nurse about my diminishing eyesight. She told me about some kind of center for blindness and poor eyesight. I forget what it’s called. But they can refer me to that place and there I might get some help with dealing with things. Glasses and stuff. But it’s best to do when my treatment is done and my sight is settled. So it’ll be a little while yet.

Now I am tired. Lasers always make me tired. Tomorrow I’ll be up to feed the animals. Should be a good time. And Sunday I’m going to have dinner with my parents. Soup! Yes, mama’s making soup. So that’ll be jolly. And hopefully I’ll come home with lots of soup leftovers. Fingers crossed.


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