I'm feeling rather whirly birdish today....
- I walked into Sawyer and Tate's bedroom 14 times today in a span of 6 minutes. And each time I had no idea what I was doing in there. And I make it a point to go in there as little as possible. It stinks like boy and smells even worse. Whirly Birdish.
- I brushed my teeth twice this morning. I'm sure that my dentist is thrilled with my display of extraordinary dental hygiene, but it was really because I forgot that I had already done it. Just 5 minutes earlier. Whirly Birdish.
- I had the boys copy their spelling lists this morning. From last week. The fact that they didn't notice either worries me just a bit. Everyone is Whirly Birdish.
- I announced at 8:15 this morning that we were out of milk and asked someone to remind me to get some at the store. At 8:16, I poured everyone a bowl of cereal and then was dumbfounded when I couldn't find any milk in the fridge. Whirly Birdish.
- I made coffee this morning. Without adding the coffee. Whirly Birdish. (And in need of an intervention.)
- I made an eye appointment for Keaton today, but as soon as I got off the phone, I realized that I hadn't written the date down nor did I have the foggiest idea of when I set the appointment for. I then had to call the lady back and ask her to remind me. She asked me that time if I had written it down. Yes, Ma'am, but no promises that I got it right. Whirly Birdish.
- While washing clothes, I chunked a cap of liquid detergent in the dryer and a dryer sheet in the washer. I'm sure the load needed to be rewashed. Because it probably was a bit soured anyway. Whirly Birdish.
- I watched an entire episode of iCarly today. By myself. And I found myself giggling at the jokes. Whirly Birdish. (And a possible intervention necessity.)
Can I get a second? Perhaps an Amen?
So moved.
This Wednesday is adjourned.
10 comments:
dang girl...you're not pregnant are you? haha....
I've done a lot of things like this lately. Of course, I have a very good excuse. What's yours?
I love iCarly! And I'm proud of it!
Hey, you're not supposed to be doing things like that until you're near MY age!
I'm always going into a room for something and forgetting what I went in there for.
Or..putting something in the fridge that doesn't even belong there. (Like a roll of tape or something!)
Or..having a conversation and mixing up my words, like calling a tree a fish or something equally ridiculous! I do that quite often and Richard always catches me before I even realize I've done it! Makes for good teasing fodder!
Now, aren't you happy that you were born in this family? See what you have to look forward to? LOL
Little sister, YOU CRACK ME UP!
Maybe you are having those sympathy symptoms with me because I have a HUGE scary number for a birthday coming up. forgetfulness is all part of getting older, I'm told.
Love ya!
I think this all points to the need for a nap. A long one.
And this is another reason I love you.
Girl, you are way too young for this. I think you definitely need an intervention. I occasionally play a doctor at my house, so I'm writing you a prescription:
Arrange for one girl's night out and make it happen. Take a nap as needed. And stay out of your sons' room. The odors (of which I am very familiar with) are obviously frying your brain cells...
Take care. I'm glad I'm not the only one...
you are too funny. All that happened in one day. Wowzers. I hate when i forget what I was going to do...I do it all the time. I even forget the comments I want to write and have to reread the post.
Woo, girl! You got "whirlie birdish" bad.
I'm with Nina. You've got to be preggers.
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