Please tell me I'm not the only one who does this. When I first meet someone and they tell me their name, and then I tell them my name, we shake hands and then I promptly start to think, "What was their name again?" Just as quick as they say it, I forget it. Sometimes it's because I already have a name in mind, since maybe they don't look like a Susan, in my mind she's a Debbie. And then inevitably I'll call her the wrong name. Did you know that some people don't correct you when you call them the wrong name? I once called the lady in the nursery at the gym Heidi for an entire year! A year, people. And she never once corrected me. It wasn't until I heard another mom address her as Patty that I realized I had been calling her the wrong name all that time.
Last Friday, I rushed around in the morning to have time to stop at Safeway because it was our turn to provide snacks in the kindergarten room. I rush through the store, grabbing juice, crackers, anything without peanuts. I end up getting to school JUST ON TIME, breathlessly handing the bag to the teacher and you know what she says? Thanks-- your snack day is NEXT FRIDAY!
The kicker. Yesterday, I got a call from the school that my kids were in after care because I FORGOT IT WAS WEDNESDAY! You see, on Wednesday, we bring them early because they go to Mass, and consequently we pick them up an hour earlier in the afternoon.
Anyhow. I really wish I could get it together and remember at least important things like picking my kids up from school. I felt so terrible because my little Princess started to cry when I wasn't there on time to pick her up. Talk about bad mom of the year. And the Guilt. It is not a good thing. So what did I do? Of course, after getting there (only 55 minutes late!) I profusely apologized and did what any mom would do. I took her out for cupcakes. It sure made her feel better, and that made me feel better.
Cupcakes have a way of doing that.