Thursday, September 18, 2008
I thought it was the salty air
that was making me sort of scatterbrained, but apparently, its not. When we were at the beach, I had what I affectionately termed "beach brain." All week, I did things like leave the keys outside on the ground, put my glasses in the fridge, that sort of thing. I thought it was because I was too busy relaxing and watching the waves to worry about functioning properly. But, it wasn't the beach. Today I went to walmart and bought a box of 76 Pampers and somehow lost them somewhere between the buggy and my house. For those of you who are still wiping little heinies (how exactly do you spell that anyway?), you know how aggravated I am at myself over that one.