Technically it is still kind of in the dark red stage.
I don't even know where I got it. It happened sometime between 3:12 and 3:14 pm. I'm certain of the time because I went into the bathroom, took my contact out because it felt uncomfortable, rinsed it and put it back in. I didn't have the world's smallest black eye at that time.
A minute later, my contact was still bugging me so I went back into the bathroom...
You guessed it?
The World's. Smallest. Black. Eye.
This morning I asked Mr. Jenny to take a picture of it so I could show you.
"Why?" he asked.
"Why do you want me to take a picture of your eye?"
"Geez. Because it's cool. Don't you think it's cool?"
Mr. Jenny replied, "Ummm...not really. Why don't you write about taking the Grandlittles to the zoo OR your welding class OR seeing Judie and her husband in Tucson OR..."
"Stop talking," I instructed Mr. Jenny firmly. "Stop talking and take a picture of my eye."
"Because I have a really cute title for the picture...that's why."
"What's the title?" Mr. Jenny enquired.
"World's. Smallest. Black. Eye. Cute, right?"
I love Mr. Jenny. Heaven knows I do but sometimes he just doesn't 'get it', but he's still a good sport about things.
"Okay. Stand over there so I can take a picture of your eye. Oh. Excuse me. So I can take a picture of the World's. Smallest. Black. Eye."