You know, it's really sad when you have the kind of weekend that makes you positively long for Monday to roll around. I had one of those weekends.
Not that Monday is turning out to be much better.
On top of everything, I realized that I am a bad friend because I totally forgot my good friend steveforpresident's birthday, which was on Sunday! The worst part about that was that I told our mutual buddy Mark on Saturday (only the DAY BEFORE!!) that I have no trouble remembering S4P's bday, because it is exactly six months apart from mine. Then I went ahead and forgot it!! Sorry, stevie. You have my permission to forget mine next year, and then we will be even.
I am absolutely shocking when it comes to remembering important dates. This caused no end of trouble with one of my former boyfriends, who always remembered two anniversary days every month: the date of the first time we kissed, and the date of the first time he officially asked me out. I never remembered either of these. Or rather, I did--sometimes--but usually after the day had passed. Thinking back, I believe one of the days might have been the 16th (of what month originally I don't have a clue), but which anniversary that was, I cannot tell for the life of me. The other date is completely lost in the mists of oblivion. (I have a lot of these mists floating around in my brain, which is scary, considering that I'm still a bit young for Alzheimer's. Yikes.)
As far as birthdays go, I'm pretty good about remembering everyone's in my immediate family (although I swear I woke up on June 12 once and forgot that it was my birthday!). Then there are a few people that I really don't know why I remember their birthdays but I do: kennethmyboy is one of these. Hmm, actually maybe he is the only one. I was going to say Becca, but her birthday is only two days after mine, and is the same day as about two different guys that I liked in the course of my life (random in itself), so that's probably why hers sticks!
Anyway. Feel free to pop over to steveforpresident'ssite and wish him a happy belated birthday. Tell him I sent you!
As for the rest of the week, the frogg is taking a holiday. If she feels like writing something, she will, but don't count on it.
Til next time, whenever that may be...
3 comments:
that's ok gracky! i'll forgive you this year, but next year no excuses because it will be BIG! you know why, the BIG FOUUUUURRRR ZEERRROOOO. YIKES!!! the party will be HUGE- it will be so LIVE that ive even informed south bay PGE to watch out for possible power outages! only 364 says until steves life is half over! (more or less) (hopefully less) (well maybe not, after attending an old folks home yesterday im starting to think that really old is not all that "really good")
You get alzheimer's from drinking out of aluminum cans. No more soda for you!
steve, i agree. I'm only half your age (haha, oh sorry) but i think the same about that oldness. just let me live a good strong life and die at 60 with no decay time please.
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