Sometimes I wonder about myself. I drive the same car every day, an automatic. So, why do I occasionally reach down to put it in gear like a standard?! Or why do I try to flip the light switch on the wrong wall in a room I GREW UP IN? I am not generally a spacy person, I guess my brain just takes two second vacations occasionally.
I remember as a kid, thinking how cool it would be to have a birthday on Friday the 13th. I started counting back the years and days to see if that had ever happened to me. I even enlisted the help of my mother, who only laughed at me. "You were born on the eleventh". I knew that. I really did. I just... I dunno.
In the early years of being married, and getting to know Patrick's family, a game of Trivial Pursuit sticks out in my mind. I had to read a question about baseball, and I COULD NOT get past a particular word. I knew it couldn't be right, but for the life of me, I couldn't think of another way to pronounce it. Mis-hit, came out Miss Shit. Oh they had a good laugh at me over that one.
I guess we all have a Stupid Moment every now and then. Don't we? Hopefully? Feel free to post. Really. I won't laugh. Honestly.
Posted by Shannon at October 22, 2003 11:41 AM | TrackBackHaha don't worry, I do that sort of stuff as well. I just like to say "Sometimes I like to go on little mental vacations. Want to join me?".
One of my best friends was born on Friday the 13th in Jan. He's also got a habit of getting into trouble. But that may be just b/c he's a very lost boy who makes stupid choices and nothing to do w/ Friday the 13th. :)
Posted by: Took at October 22, 2003 01:20 PM