Life's a Stitch

Back in my midwest days, long before I lived in a rain forest, I learned the self-explanatory expression "You can't win for losing." It makes sense except for this: sweet Audioknits sent me a prize for losing her blog contest:

There's some yummy Jaggerspun Zephyr laceweight, baby yarn and my first taste of Dalegarn Heilo. Thank you, Kristen for a nice treat.

Come to think of it I won for losing with my second pair of glasses, the funky blue ones I mentioned in my last post. These were the frames from the pair of glasses that I returned to Costco in WA. Costco progressive lenses are a good deal if you fit the most common denominator prescription-wise. That is, if you are a typical middle aged nearsighted person. Farsighted me didn't adapt well, so I reluctantly turned them in.

Six weeks later, finding a two-for-one sale at North Vancouver's new Hakim optical, I couldn't find a second pair of frames that met my expectations. Finding glasses, for me, is right down there with bra or swimsuit shopping. I called Costco and they still had my failed pair in their drawer. Add to this, my romantic practical husband who offered, as a Valentine gift, to drive down to Bellingham to pick up those frames for me:

They remind me of a Gaudi mosaic: 

Can't end this without commenting on the great customer service I received at both Costco and Hakim. Dealing with this customer and her unique prescription can't be easy.