Thumper Thinks Out Loud

Let us all place our hands together and applaud, for the optometrist did not have bad breath today, which made for a fairly enjoyable round of "One or two? Three or four?" Well, except for writing the check for new glasses for both the Spouse Thingy and I. That kind of sucked.

All hail good insurance, though, or else that $360 would have been $1400...