The other day one of Deb's friends came over and said, "Freckles, you are a sight for sore eyes!"
I stared at her. What in the world did that mean? Did her eyes hurt? Was looking at me that painful?
Maybe she's allergic to me. Nice Guy's friend comes over and starts to cry a lot. He always blames it on me 'cuz he says he's allergic to me. If you want to see sore eyes, take a look at him! They are all red and goopy. And I won't even mention the disgusting blowing of his nose!
Deb's friend didn't even ask for a Kleenex to rub her sore eyes with.
Sheesh! I'm not sure how I'm doing it, but it must be some super power I have. She'll just have to live with it.
Freckles House Rule #1: Don't come to visit if I make your eyes sore! I don't intend to stop doing whatever it is that I do that makes your eyes sore. It's your problem, not mine.
