Musings of This, That and Other Things

For my birthday my family surprised me with some pretty awesome gifts. My youngest bought me a new camera bag! Super excited as it's going to be much easier going around with a backpack. Boo Ya!
My eldest surprised me with some framed prints of photographs I took. Below is an iPhone pic of her fantastic surprise :-)
(It's weird seeing one's work framed, I have to say.)
Oh let's not forget hubby's gift. A Joby Gorilla tripod. Yeah.. I'm that excited about all of it!

Framed photographs

Conversation between hubby and I;

Me: (after an 45 minutes of hubby lounging in the tub) You are slower than BOTH my sisters and BOTH daughters to get ready to go anywhere!

( I punched out two fingers in front of him. Putting action into the scene gives it more punch, see? *wink*)
I sauntered jauntily into the laundry room to fold clothes, satisfied I had made my point.

Hubby: ( after poking his head in the laundry room ) Um by the way.. you have THREE sisters..?
( he punched the air with three digits, smirked and strutted away)

Jerk. He won. Again.

It always amazes me how little people actually listen. Yes, the lost art of listening when one comments or responds or engages in conversation. 

Small case and small point: 

I'm in a stall in the loo, ( drink a coffee, ergo hunt down a ladies room) I tune into two women chatting. 

(I'm not sure why I'm listening in..? )
Woman 1: I wear a medium as it's most comfortable for me. 

( Don't ask me what 'it' is, )
Woman 2: Lucky you,I can't, I find it to tight.
Woman 1: instead of acknowledging her friend's response, cuts her off near the end of her friend's response and says," No, it's what I wear." 

It struck me how many times I've been in that exact position. ( the person not listening, <not the loo part> although I always scope out the ladies rooms where ever I go...oh sorry,I digress ha ha ) 

It bugged me, this woman's dismissal of her friend's answer but if I think about it, it's really none of my business is it? 

sigh. I just wish people would listen more.

How's that for dilated eyes? Not since my, uh, younger days have I looked like this. And no, it's not from trying to recapture those 3 moments in time. (yes, 3x. Never could handle the stuff)
I had to have my eyes dilated to check for retina detachment/ peripheral glaucoma. Good news, there's none. Not so good news, they discovered an issue in my left eye that increases my chances of detachment happening significantly. Good news, if it happens I have a two hour time frame to get me to a hospital for surgery. Bad news, I lose central vision if I wait too long. Good news, I see better with my right eye and shoot the camera with it.
I'll roll with the good news portion only if it's all the same to you :-)

I am hypoglycaemic. Ergo, I'm not allowed sugar. ( as opposed to hypERglycaemics who need it ) So when I order a coffee and you hand me a white chocolate hot chocolate and I question it, don't argue with me saying it's a cappuccino. I know what sugar tastes like, honey. And all kinds of bad things happen to me when I ingest it. Perhaps some extra training for you both behind the coffee bar and with customer service? Rule # 1: Customer is always right.

Omg can winter just. go. away? Like now? Ugh.

What about you, my bloggy friends, what are your musings of the day?