Little did I realize my need for some new glasses would lead me to actually consider contact lenses.
But here I was, ready to try something new, to overcome the annoyance of having GLASSES: to clean the smudges, deal with scratched lenses, forgetting to pull them out of my backpack left in the car... glasses GOOD RIDDANCE. I am ready for FREEDOM AND JOY with CONTACTS!
The appointment set for this morning at 10:20am, I was ready to rock! I went through the rigors of an eye exam, got an updated prescription from the optometrist doctor on site but then...
The reality set in. As I sat in front of a helpful certified optician, getting "trained" in how to put in and take out contacts... I realized that I was simply replacing one annoyance with a new one: Learning to shove a small piece of wet plastic into my eye without adhering to the bodies natural instinct to blink from such an atrocious act.
"It's ok, you are really doing well. Men have it the toughest. They aren't used to putting stuff like make up and things near their eyes. It's a lot easier for women." says Mark, the optician.
Oh, THAT's encouraging.
"Some people, it takes like 45 minutes. Others have had to come back weeks later to try again."
Great. I am really motivated now. Remembering I am pastor and trying to learn from my handy man "fan" experience... I try to be as patient as a little lamb in a pasture full of lilies... ok, you get the point.
After several minutes (not 45 minutes mind you) I finally get the right eye in. And after a few attempts, get the left eye in. Blur, blur, rotate eye up, left, right... good. Hmmmm, does this really help?
"OK, now we have to make sure you can take it out before you leave - here is how to do it."
Ahhhhh, I just got these things in and now I have to SHOW I can take one out. Be the lamb in the lilies... be the lamb in the lilies...
After SEVERAL more minutes, I finally... miraculously... use a pincer motion with my thumb and forefinger and cusp the skin-thin plastic out of my eye feeling almost as satisified as a Dallas Cowboy touchdown.
YESSSS! I am getting the hang of --
"OK great, now will rinse this a bit with your solution and you can put it back in so we can send you on your way."
Great... this sucks.
9.05.2008
9.01.2008
A Pregnancy Update...finally!
Baby Care Basics...one of many prenatal courses we have taken. I think this picture speaks for itself. I know, this baby is slightly scary looking!
I am married to the most patient, persistent, loving (and especially handy!) husband ever! On one of his days off, Erin painted the baby's room all by himself and accomplished it in a matter of hours. He did such a great job. We painted the room a buttercream yellow, more on the neutral side, but definitely cheery! Thanks HONEY, for painting the room, assembling the crib (and other new furniture), hanging a pain-in-the-butt ceiling fan (and one more to come, ughh!), putting up curtain rods and curtains and cleaning out the garage. Baby Kerr can't wait to give you a hug for it all!
8.30.2008
8.29.2008
8.12.2008
Gladiator in Yosemite

While in Yosemite two weeks ago, my brother (in law), Ben was kind enough to humor me as I re-enacted one of my favorite movies in a little meadow next to the river we were lounging in. Plus, he took some great pregnant photos of Joy and took a bunch of others on our trip to Yosemite.
Not only was he in a recent musical in Redondo Beach, doing somersaults and singing without his shirt on, he is a very talented and sought after photographer - he does fashion, weddings, engagement shoots and more.
If you have time, you should out the even better picts he took while we were in Yosemite (July 21 - July 25).
Check out his blogsite: http://studiobenjaminjames.wordpress.com/
Website: Studio Benjamin James
8.03.2008
Too Funny NOT to Post
I found these picts from almost a year ago (Fall 07) and simply laughed out loud. My friend Kurian doesn't take a NON memorable picture. For more of his amusingness, go to his blog.
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