You are given permission to either laugh with me or at me! Just don't tell anyone how loopy I am.
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Monday, May 16, 2011
Where's Your Head?
This is where I make a journal entry about being absent-minded. It's one thing to come home with something that wasn't what you thought it was. But several things? I must have been either distracted, tired, or my mind was a million miles away thinking about something else.
You are given permission to either laugh with me or at me! Just don't tell anyone how loopy I am.
You are given permission to either laugh with me or at me! Just don't tell anyone how loopy I am.
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This kind of thing happens to me often in the supermarket. I will be absolutely certain that I took item A of the shelf and come home to find item B among my groceries (B always being right next to A in the store). I still don't know how this happens. It's like my arm goes slightly off course when I reach for something. ;-)
Michael's can do that to a person.
: )
Jan Hurst
Well, I guess I'm stupid. What did you think they were?
I didn' tknow you could click on the picture and it would get bigger. I can actually read your journal. I'm not the sharpest tack on the wall when it comes to computers.:-) Thanks for letting me know.
Don't worry, Gaye, I'll look out for as you get older!!!!
It'll be like the blind leading the blind.
Looks pretty cool to me. What you purchase
usually turns out to be super stuff! Can I follow you
shopping?
Wow, I didn't know you could click on the picture to make it bigger either! Pat, you're going to be busy looking after Gaye AND me!!
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