Insane in the membrane

My brain is gone....have you seen it?

Since having Evan:

I can't remember names, facts etc.

If I want to look something up online I better have it written down in front of me because I won't remember what it is or how to spell it.

I have had several good blog ideas that are forgotten the moment I think of them, but rest assured they were awesome.

Forget about a mental grocery list.

When I talk to people sometimes I forget mid sentence what I was saying.

I have mommy brain to the max.

I fear for when I am 75. I will be a forgetful, crazy old lady.

And since I won't remember to shower or change my clothes it will add to the crazy effect.

And since I never forget a face I will probably just stare at you long and hard. The kind of stare that now, as a woman in my 20's, has Cannon nudging me to tell me not to stare and that people politely smirk at....but not when your old. That is a creepy stare. I know because I've felt it before. Gives me the shivers.

But if I ever do find my brain again thus regaining my memory, I could be a sweet old lady who makes cookies and force feeds her grandkids....

Cannon always said that when he retires he wants to hang out at the McDonalds after school and hassle the kids. Why? I don't know. But at least I won't remember that I'm married to him to be embarrassed.

And why, you may ask did I write this long weirdo post? Well, to tell the truth... I forget.