Monday, December 15, 2008

50 Is The New 40 and 32 is the New ... Where Was I?

Sometimes I worry.  Like about myself.  

I shouldn't do that.  In fact I know I shouldn't do that because I watched The Secret again today.  Negative energy creates more negative energy.  So I gotta get off that.

But really?  Exhibit A:

I was wrapping this gift for my husband today:


When it occurred to me that, it looked vaguely familiar.


Kind of like the one hanging in OUR CLOSET ALREADY?

He also reminded me that upon noticing his "Lucky" jeans yesterday, I said, "Hey, when did you get those?  I like those jeans."  

Apparently, not only has he had them for months, but I also asked him the exact same question, in the exact same way a few weeks ago.  No recollection.

I commented on a blog post recently.  A birthday post.  I truly thought, Wow Happy Birthday Friend.  Then, I went back today, and commented on the same post, never knowing I had seen it before, let alone commented.

I dunno.  I remember strange things, dreams for example, with such vivid color and clarity.

Then, other days...

Exhibit, what am I on, Exhibit D?  Patrick and I had a night out recently, last weekend I think.  We checked into a hotel.  The Bourne Ultimatum was on.  I plopped on the bed and was enthralled with one of my favorite series.  I LOVE these movies.

Only, this time...I couldn't remember it.  None of it.  Not just the ending.  But the parts in between.  "We saw this together," Patrick told me.  I kept thinking my memory would be jarred by (hello?) MATT DAMON!!!  But... nothin'.

So.  I dunno.  I'm hoping 33 brings my memory back, 'cause 32 is kind of freaking me out.  

29 comments:

katydidnot said...

i wouldn't worry. those bourne movies, they are toooo confusing. regardless of memory. and matt damon is in them, so *sigh* and distracted.

Lisa@verybusymomwith4 said...

I am right there with you, I think ;)

Cheri @ Blog This Mom! said...

I can't even remember my kid's names.

Laura thinks her name is:
Kristencourtneylaura.

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

I can't comment tonight because everywhere I go Cheri has been there before me with all the good comments.

Jason, as himself said...

Oh, Jamie. You're in trouble.

Huckdoll said...

Same boat. Today I walked out of my office at lunch claiming that I, "have to buy...something". I came back totally empty handed regardless of the shitload of things on my mental to do list. I'm still not sure that list consisted of to be honest :)

Mommy2Twinkies-Deb said...

I met my husband when I was 33! It is a good year. I think they call it "Mommy Brain"...

Kelli said...

Was I reading about myself or you, I'm lost...ha! I love those movies too.

Amber M. said...

I just had my 34th and I'm sorry to tell you, it only seems to go downhill from 32. Seriously.
But I think my pregnancies sucked all the smart right out of me more than age. AND they caused the gray hairs that seem to be appearing lately, too...

I want to see your "a" wall, please!!

Burgh Baby said...

Did somebody mention Matt Damon?

Oooohhh . . . look! Something shiny!

Kori said...

I don't quite remember who you are, but I relate to something about this post, what was it?

Amy said...

Sounds so familiar. And the reason I have 12 white t-shirts hanging in my closet.

Kat said...

Hahahahaha!!!!!!
Wow. I can relate. It must be something with 32, huh? ;)
You know, that thing they call "mommy brain" is a proven FACT. Hopefully we'll start getting back some of our brain cells one of these days. ;)
Thanks for the laugh!

chris said...

I think it goes with the territory of being mom, teacher, wife, etc. As many others have already said, I can relate! It's a strange feeling, that's for sure.

Last Place Finisher said...

"The New England Journal of Medicine" recently published an article on this. The next level is that you go looking around for your glasses and, 15 minutes later, realize that you're wearing them. There's supposed to be a more severe form of this disorder where you go looking around for your glasses and, 15 minutes later, you realize that you don't wear glasses. The medical researchers recommend that this form of dementia be treated by heavy alcohol consumption. Start drinking early in the day and repeat every three hours. It doesn't do anything for the dementia, but you don't seem to mind it as much.


Works for me.

Krystyn said...

Total mommy and working brain!

I've got it, too, and I'm not yet 30! So, now, thanks, I have no hope.

And, I've seen all of the Bourne movies, and I never remember what happens in them!

Trish said...

oh no not you too - I got it too a long while ago ...and I am considering what last place said.

CC said...

As an expert 33 year old, I have bad news. It does NOT get better when you turn 33. I'm hoping for 34!

Jasmine said...

You are SO hilarious! I LOVE that you bought your husband the same shirt he already has! (I realize this is at your expense, but you're the one with the blog). In response and to try to offer some help, I totally agree with Chris' response that you have *a lot* on your plate right now and things are bound to fall off, ...such as your brain capacity.
Love you and your problems....

Jennifer said...

not that i want you to be going through this.. but man am I so happy that i'm not THE ONLY ONE!! i'm loosing my freakin' mind.. and I forget a LOT of things... I'm worried about it getting any worse... i can't imagine what will happen. i loose my train of thought all the time, along with the forgetting events and conversations. I think it might just be overworked and stressed out fried mommy brain... for me at least.

good luck.

xoxoxo

Last Place Finisher said...

By the way I wear an XL (XXL if they run small).

Candy said...

not only is THAT hilarious....

it makes me not feel so bad!!!

((i have a TERRIBLE memory, and i blame it on lack of sleep))

Chrissy said...

So, that's what I have to look forward to. Good to know!

Lisa said...

I just tried to put the baby wipes in the fridge & the milk in the cupboard. Seriously, we're there right along with you!

SabrinaT said...

I have the same problem. Just the other day a small person walked into my house, I had no clue who he was.. My husband assures me he is our son.

Trish said...

Huh? Why are you buying a shirt for.... oh yeah you are married. That guy is your husband. Well at least you know what he likes.
Oh and...what Last Place Finisher said. He's brilliant.

~Swankymama said...

Gurl, it all gets better after 40. :o)

dkuroiwa said...

Oh...how I wish I could remember what 32 was like...I was single and there was a lot of alcohol involved. ~~sigh~~
And yeah...it does get better after 40...or maybe I just don't care anymore...I forget...where was I?

My Ice Cream Diary said...

29 was my bad memory year. I started thinking it was some big family conspiracy to drive me insane. I think it worked.