September 16, 2011

I did several stupid things today.  For the sake of posterity I am going to write them down.

This morning I thought that I might have missed a call from Mike, so I dialed his cell number; imagine my surprise when a strange man's voice answered (mumbled),"hh-llo."  I said,"Is Mike there?"  I was confused.  The guy said something indistinguishable, and I hung up.  I double checked the number that I called.  I had gotten the area code correct, then entered the first three numbers of our home phone number and the last four numbers of Mike's cell.  Yep.  That was definitely not going to get Mike.

I went to Michael's (the store, not the office) in order to get some cardstock paper that Wendy told me about; it was on sale 2 packs for $5.  I went over to the scrapbooking section and looked up and down for the sale sign, but all I saw was one that said 4/$10.  (I'm sure you already know where this is going.)  I walked all through the store to see if they had the paper somewhere else, but alas they did not.  I was returning to the front of the store and I surely had a puzzled and dejected look on my face as I passed a (VERY TALL) man who worked there.  He stopped and said,"Finding everything okay?"  I told him of the deal that my sister-in-law told me about and wondered out loud if maybe the deals were different in different parts of the country.  He said,"We do have the four for $10 over there...which, is actually $2.50 per pack.  So...that is two for $5."  He had a very nice smile on his face, and as it registered in my ridiculously feeble brain what he had said I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.  I said something like,"Oh!  That is the same, isn't it?!"  I also said,"I'm such a ding-dong," which is a very mature thing to say to the guy who works in Michael's. 

I was almost home this afternoon.  I turned onto the street from which you turn to get onto our street.  I was going to park in front because it was raining a bit and I had pizza to carry in.  So, I drove right past our street altogether and all of the kids cried out,"Mom!  Why did you drive past our street?!"

So...I like to chalk things up to the Mom Brain.  How about you?