Andrea’s tap class performed at a local senior center on Saturday. Since her dad couldn’t make it, I was going to tape it on my camera (no video camera still since it was lost 8 months ago) so he could watch it. When her group was waiting in the wings, I tried to find the camera, which I always carry in my purse.
Gone. An image of it on the stairwell wall entered my mind and I kicked myself for leaving it behind. Determined to enjoy the dance despite my brain hiccup, I snuggled “Angel” close, who was on my lap, and beamed as my older daughter tapped her heart out. While I was clapping at the end, “Angel” climbed down to clap more fervently.
And guess what was on my lap, hidden under the little one?
Okay, it’s one thing to kick yourself for leaving a camera at home when you meant to bring it, but it goes to a WHOLE ‘nother level of self-name calling when you had the camera out and on your lap for easy use and forget it!
But that pales in comparison to this one:
I’m doing a signing in my hometown of Pendleton, OR on December 21. I’ve been working with the bookstore owner, Colleen, to set up all the details. I called her one night a few weeks ago when I was running around like crazy and trying to get to my divorce care class.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Colleen. This is Christina Berry. I think that day should work well for the signing. My publicist is going to be in contact with you, and I’m hoping since it’s my hometown that my old friends will stop in. Does that still work for you?”
“I’m sorry, Christina. What are we talking about here?”
“Um … the signing later this month at your–” and suddenly I realize what I’ve done. One of the dorkiest things of the century. Am I talking with Colleen Yeske, bookstore owner?
NO! I’ve called Colleen Coble, best-selling author, whose number was still in my phone from ACFW!
Thanks for letting us laugh with you. Aaaaahhhhhhh humility, it’s always good to keep it close!
The camera tale sounds VERY familiar…
HAHAHAHA!! I’m glad I’m not the only one who does things like this. 🙂
LOL! I’m certain Colleen had a good laugh over that one!
I think everyone has moments like that. You’re just being transparent enough to share yours. Maybe I can help you feel like less of a dork.
I have fibromyalgia and when I visited my specialist the first time, my two sons and hubby came too. I home school and can’t drive, so road trips are part of the deal.
Anyway, he wanted to be introduced to the boys. I couldn’t remember their names. Seriously. Their ages, names… gone. I looked at them and knew who they were and I their names were in my brain somewhere but I could not find them.
He saw me struggling and told me it was another part of my disorder commonly called fibro fog. It causes you not to be able to concentrate or recall information you have known for a long time. Lovely for anyone, but imagine me staring at my computer screen ~ willing words to come. lol
In any case, I think forgetting your children’s names has to be worse than forgetting but having a camera ~ or dialing the wrong Colleen.
Hi Christina –
There’s nothing wrong with your brain. It’s called, “I’ve got too much on my plate, and everything’s getting scrambled.”
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve searched for my keys and found them…in my hand.
Blessings,
Susan 🙂
You guys are too kind. True friends, and I don’t even have to pay you!
Great story, Lee!
The camera scenario? Totally with you on that one.
Colleen Coble? Oh. My. Gosh. That is hilarious. I hope you had a nice chat, and turned her on to your book. 🙂
Miriam, she had already had to listen to me chat about The Familiar Stranger when we hung out in Denver … which made it all the more wierd. She knew my name and enough about me to be confused and not immediately say, “You have the wrong number, goofy!”