23 or 26? Mayo or butter?
I’m such a goober. The capacity of my brain rarely disappoints, with the exception of two things. One doesn’t matter much. The other makes me wonder if I have too much testosterone. 🙂
First, the big one, is that I often can’t remember when my anniversary is. Isn’t that male of me? (No offense, guys, but remember that every cliche started with truth.) Kevin and I married twelve years ago on March 23rd. My dad’s birthday is the 29th. I think of them being six days apart, and it swirls around in my brain and comes out March 26th. So if I cast a furtive glance at my husband before answering, you know I’m fifty-fifty on which day is right.
The other thing, teensy-tiny in comparison, is not remembering the correct order of making a fried egg sandwich. Dumb, huh? For some reason, I always forget if the mayo or butter goes on the bread first. Sounds healthy, doesn’t it? 😉
Lunch today found me staring at the bread, staring at the condiments, bread, mayo, butter, mayo, butter, mayobutter. I put the mayo on first. Wrong!
I’ve been doing a little updating on our website, Ashberry Lane, so please go check out the changes. We’d had reports that our “contact us” links weren’t always working so I redid those. Added new pictures on the “About …” pages. Then I figured out how to put our picture in header–so exciting!
Let me know what you think.
*Photo by roboppy
LOL! You’re not alone. I have trouble remembering how long it takes to cook fresh corn on the cob. Oh, and that red stuff you put on hamburgers – oh yeah, ketchup.
Blessings,
Susan 🙂
Just stopped by your blog for the first time today. I can totally relate, my husband and I both forgot our anniversary this year!
Can’t wait to check back for more posts!