Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Memory--the Operative Word!

My friend Cindy and I were teasing each other this morning about which of us was more forgetful, kind of like a battle of "Yo Mama" jokes about dementia--but WE are the Mamas. She assured me that my forgetting to phone someone, or to take the clothes out of the washing machine, merely reflects that I have three jobs--Mom, Writer, Teacher--and am approaching 50. Some assurance, huh?!

Not five minutes after saying goodbye to her, I reached into my cupboard for a cup so that I could take my fish oil capsule (per Cindy's admonition during our morning get-together--oy, do I sound old or what?). To my shock, I found a half-full cup of coffee sitting among the empty cups! "What the heck!" I could feel my eyes popping out, followed by my hysterical laughter. Alone in my house, freaking out my poor dogs, I howled till my eyes started streaming, and then I picked up the phone.

"Cindy!" I recorded something like this on her message machine: "Okay, I have officially topped you in the battle over who is more demented! I just found a half-full cup of coffee in my cupboard!" I could barely get out the words, I was guffawing so. She called me back within a few minutes, and we continued laughing together. She admitted that my "senior moment" topped all!

At least I called the cup "half-full."

5 comments:

  1. That is too hilarious! The other day I was running around my house trying to get stuff done before we needed to get out the door, and when I went to throw something away in the trash can, I found that I'd thrown my dishtowels away instead of putting them in the dirty clothes like I'd meant to do. Well, I guess that's one way to the laundry, right?

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  2. I've done that before. Once while getting milk out of the fridge while doing my homework, I accidently put my pen in the fridge. I looked around for it a little bit and then gave up. Later that night while getting milk out of the fridge again, I found the pen sitting in the fridge beside the milk. Thus, dementia isn't something of age! Rather, dementia is merely for the demented! Like me! Yay!

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  3. I have been like that my whole life! Only now it is more socially acceptable :D The easiest thing was to post anonymously but this is your childhood neighbor Leslie!

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  4. Just a few minutes ago, I nearly put the entire gallon of milk in the pantry instead of the refrigerator. What is it with the milk? And I now wonder how many things I've actually thrown away (not catching myself like Melissa) unintentionally. Makes me wonder....
    Great story Susan!
    Judy Brennan :)

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  5. Thanks, everyone, for sharing your own demented moments! I look forward to the day when I can wear white hair and feel happy to be OLD (rather than "aging"), insult whomever I please, talk to myself without drawing any attention, and blurt every crazy thought that pops into my head!

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