Thursday, May 21, 2009

Have you seen me: The lost specs.

I lost my glasses. Can you believe that? I, me, Lyn lost yet another pair of glasses.

What gets me is that I know where they are, and some little twit, or a lazy "who cares" type of person didn't bother to turn them in.

Lost and found is there for a reason!

I'm OK. I have a backup pair that I hate, but they do serve their purpose. I don't really hate them. It's just that they are so feather light that they fall off with any sudden movement. I am shocked that I still have this pair.

And what about my poor lost spectacles.

Dear Love of my Sight,

I shudder to think where you may lie right now. I hope you are well.

Maybe, just maybe, you ended up in some child's play world and you are giving sight to a favorite Doll.

Or maybe you were picked up by a person in need. It's possible that I share the same vision requirements as others. I hope they help you to see better my friend.

If, however, you are still stuck in limbo somewhere in that "Place" know this...I will find you. I don't care how long it takes. Your eyes are going to come hunting for their mate. Sniff!

Always and forever,

Blurry Brown Eyes

Of course by that time I may already be wearing new glasses. In which case old faithful, if found, becomes the backup.

Shhhhh. I don't want to offend the feather weight, or chase the lost pair further into hiding.


  1. Ooh, that's the worst! I hoep you find them, and soon!

  2. Still haven't found them but I ordered a new pair today.