I don't know if it's pregnancy brain, my newly-refreshed blondeness, or just plain ditziness, but it's gotten quite scary lately. I surprise myself sometimes with my absentmindedness. I'm only 28, so I can't blame it on age yet, but here are just a couple of many examples which I could list:
- The other day, Neal and I were driving and thinking of baby names. (We have serious problems since the only two names we both like are Audrey and Parker. Any and all suggestions would be quite welcome.) So I come up with this brilliant idea, "Hey, we could name a boy James! I love that name!" Neal quickly responds, in his "why is she so ditzy" way, "James is Parker's middle name." Me: "Oh yeah." I seriously forgot that.
- On Saturday, Neal and the kids waited in the car while I ran into Kroger for some groceries. The boy scouts were outside selling little coupon books, and I told them I'd buy one on my out, when I had some cash. So I made good on my word and came out with $10, put my purse down on the table, and entered my name in a drawing to win a new car. I walked away inspecting the coupon book, pushed my cart to the car, and hopped in while my gentleman of a husband loaded the groceries in the back.
So today, I decided to reward the kids with a trip to McDonald's because they were quite the little angels at church yesterday, considering we stayed after the 4:00 dismissal for a baptism, which lasted until 6:30. They were so quiet and reverent, they earned the trip to MickeyDee's. As I'm loading them in the car, I'm looking for my purse, can't find it anywhere, decide to call my cell phone to locate the purse in my house, blah blah, can't hear the phone. My purse was gone. Now you know that is a horrible feeling. I realize the last time I had it was Saturday at Kroger. I called them up, the heroic Boy Scouts turned it in to Customer Service. Phew! Thank Heavens for those honest little boy scouts and their equally honest dads. I know it's not that interesting of a blog entry, but I was so grateful today for honest people. That's my story. My brain is leaking.
I don't know if it's pregnancy brain, my newly-refreshed blondeness, or just plain ditziness, but it's gotten quite scary lately. I surprise myself sometimes with my absentmindedness. I'm only 28, so I can't blame it on age yet, but here are just a couple of many examples which I could list:
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hey - at least you have the excuse that you are pregant; carrying another life within you so you are granted leeway in regards to memory loss. I was in church last week and someone was talking about High School and I confessed that High School is a blur in my mind - no one believed me...you know you are getting old and your memory is fading when it's been ten years and I can't even remember close friends' last names. How sad!
Les, forgetfulness is okay when you think of all that you have on your mind. Women are good at multi tasking but then maybe that is why we get forgetfull.
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hmm, I wich pregnancy was my excuse. Your mother swears that the more children you are the smarter you become... my mother should be a rocket scientist. I am lucky if I remember my kids names!
les, my friend lindsay's middle name is "anne," and she has a sister named anne. then again there are 10 kids in her family, and 8 girls, so they were kind of running short on names i guess! good luck on the naming!
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