Monday, July 6, 2015

Brain Fog

I don't know what is up with my brain but it sure seems to be on sabatical or something.  I have been going to Board meetings for 28 years.  They are always on the first Monday of every month.  But I guess I decided to leave my brain at home today and just fly by the seat of my pants.  For some reason I got it in my head that our Board meeting is tomorrow night not today.  I told our catering person that it is tomorrow and so now we have no dinner for tonight.  Totally my fault and I will just go out and buy something for tonight but I just feel like a complete dufus.  Glad this will be my last Board meeting..........ever..............!

I heard one time that after giving birth something called Momnesia occurs,  forgetfulness,  that sort of thing.  Well, I wonder if it can last 45 years.  I think I gave birth to two 5 pound twins and 1/2 my brain.  I've been in a fog ever since and dear God it's getting worse!

Our 4th of July celebration was good.  Cooked out, swam, ate watermelon!  Got a little sunburned but not too bad.  Considering I'm white as a sheet I must have done pretty good with the sunscreen.  I thought about writing something catchy on my leg with sunscreen and then letting the sun burn all around it....but thought better of the idea.  

Did you know they have removed the seeds from watermelon?  I was so surprised.  Where was I when THIS was going on?  No more seed spitting contests?  Not that I was very good at it but hey I like competition of any kind.  My daughters couldn't believe I still thought they had seeds.  When I bought the melon there was no sign posted saying they were seedless.  

I have a hectic week ahead.  Meetings galore and doctor appointments.  Oh, and more rain!  We are still dealing with flooding but boy does my lawn look good.

3 comments:

Olga said...

perhaps it is short-timer'sitis?

Tom said...

Glad you had a good fourth ... I prefer my watermelon with seeds!

Deb said...

Oh, terrific, now I have an excuse for my ever-growing absent-mindedness.

"Momnesia" - that's it. A real medical reason! My elder son (49 years old) recently mentioned that I am going ga-ga-too-too. Next time he says that I'm blaming HIM and his brother.