Tuesday, December 29, 2009

The Eye of the Beholder, Revisited

As we were flipping through Christmas cards, hubby and  I were checking out all of the lovely photos from our friends and family.  Of course, we were also critiquing people's eyes and determining whether or not a person was left eyed or right eyed.  And, if that sounds ridiculous to you . . . then just read the following re-post below and join my everyday insanity.


The Eye of the Beholder . . .

I am a vain person.  I fully admit it and own up to it.  I care about the way that I look.  So when hubby informed me that I had one eye that was smaller than the other, I thought that he was joking.

Immediately, I put up my first defense, "C'mon honey.  Be serious!"

Cool as a cucumber, and without a hint of his usual sarcasm, he answered, "I am Annie.  Your left eye is smaller than your right."

I searched his expression for any tell tale give away to his obvious joke, but found nothing.

"You're sure this isn't like the "big head" incident?"  I asked, referencing the time that he had me going for almost a week that I had an abnormally large head for my body.  He had seen it on an old Seinfeld rerun.  Elaine's boyfriend had broken up with her because, in his words, she had a big head. Literally.  Hubby had used the same tactics on me once, and my vanity had me believing that my melon was  grossly disproportionate for my 5'2" body.

He patted my head lovingly and said, "Sweetie, it's no big deal."  

Those words did me in.

I won't say that I ran to the mirror, but I did that silly walk run combo you see old men in nylon shorts do at the beach.  And to my horror, I discovered that he was right!  I  pulled the curtain open in the bathroom in the hopes that allowing more light into the room would prove that the mirror was lying.  But alas, it was not.  My left eye was and is slightly smaller than my right.  I was in shock.  How could I have lived all these 35 years and never noticed that I was not proportional?  But more importantly, after almost 9 years together, why was this the first time he had said anything to me about it?  Why not just let me live in my ignorance?  Why alert me to my eye lopsidedness?

I practically slid down the banister rushing to get back to confront him.  "Why didn't you say something?!!!!!" 

"About what?"

"About my eye!"

We stared at each other for a few seconds, probably trying to determine how and what to say next.

Carefully, he started.  "Annie . . ." I always know that when he starts with my name, he is trying to soften me up.  As in, "Annie . . . I wrecked your jeep or Annie . . . what are your thoughts about a 2 day golf trip?"  Starting with my name, usually meant that I didn't want to hear his next words.

"Annie . . . I never said anything before, because it is not that big of a deal."

Easy enough for a non-vain person to say.  I continued my stare in the hopes that he would continue.  He did, but I wasn't prepared for his explanation.

"It really isn't that big of a deal, because  . . ." and here was the kicker, "every person has one eye bigger than the other."

What? What? What?  Was he seriously using that as his argument?

I retorted.  "And I suppose that you look at every person's eyes to determine which eye has the deficit?"

And he shot back, "As a matter of fact, I do.  I always can tell right away a person's smaller eye."

I didn't respond because I was too busy thinking . . .What?  My hubby is weird!  What else don't I know about him?  Is he secretly OCD like Monk on TV?  Does he check out people's other body parts?    I was beginning to forget why I was arguing with him in the first place.  I couldn't let this new tidbit go without some further investigation.

"So you mean to tell me that you analyze people's eyes for symmetry as soon as you meet them?"


"So if I named a person right now, you could tell me which eye is smaller?"

"Yep. Shoot"

So I went for it.





"Your sister?"

"Oh that's easy. Left."

We went on this way for several more minutes.  I threw in friends, family members, celebrities, and even sports figures until I realized that this was not a function of my husband being critical of other people's  appearances.  This was a game for him.  It was just something to do to pass the time.  Once I realized that, I let go of my vain anger and decided to have fun with him.  It was weird, don't get me wrong.  But once I figured out it wasn't malicious, it WAS fun.  

And now, since I know this latest little idiosyncrasy about him, it is also enjoyable for me to analyze with him.  Case in point, last night at our Valentine's dinner, the waitress took our order and left the table.  All I did was raise my eyebrow at hubby, and he knew.


And then we laughed like idiots. 



  1. hmm, I guess you should be glad he's comparing people's eyes and not boobs. Or maybe he's doing that too and that's the next secret to be revealed. I will stay tuned.

  2. that's hilarious! i wonder which one of my eyes is smaller...

  3. That is hilarious....after hitting Post Comment, I will be immediately departing for the bathroom mirror to determine if I'm a left or right!

    Stopping by from SITS!

  4. In elementary school an art teacher told us that everyone's face is asymmetrical.

    Supposedly if you place a mirror on your nose so half of your face is reflected in it you will see what you'd look like if your face was symmetrical. It is (supposed to be) different from how you look now.

  5. LOL!!!

    Happy New Year and thank you for visiting me on my special SITS Day!

  6. I didn't know that and I love looking at peoples eye. Eyes are the opening to the heart and I love seeing what they are thinking or feeling.
    Of course I'll ask Mike in a second which of my eyes are bigger and check his out too. I wonder about my hubby? Hummm......Gonna be looking now.
    Take care and have a blessed New Year!!!

  7. LOL!!! Hilarious!

    And FYI - everybody's eyes look a little "off" in the mirror. Just look at your hubby, then have him stand in front of a mirror. He'll look slightly different in the mirror than he does with the naked eye.

    Thanks for the chuckle.


  8. Ya know, I have always noticed that about one of my eyes in pics, but I never really thought anything about it...LOL. Now, I want to go look through our family pics to see if anyone else is that way. Happy New Year! Hope your year is full of joy. Stopping by from SITS.

  9. he strange games we play...hubby and I do stuff like that all the time, makes marriage more fun, no? However this eye thing is going to wig my OCD out, so I am going to pretend I didn't read this and am willing myself not to go look in the mirror and obsess over it!


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