|Zany photo time, courtesy of Sara's Social Booth!|
When I was 8 or 9, my mom noticed that I skipped words when I read aloud. The eye doctor hit me with the horrifying news that I would need glasses. Noooo!!! Perhaps as karma for my intermittent-glasses wearing or some ironic twist of fate, my eyes soon did a total flip-flop. I became nearsighted instead of far-sighted. Very nearsighted. Steve Urkel and I could have been related. Contacts became my salvation, as the glasses of the '80s and early '90s were far from fashionable.