Today is Jenn and my 11th anniversary. We choose not to celebrate today. We threw Ethan a birthday party today because things were just too crazy the day of his actual birthday. We will celebrate next Saturday if we are not in the ER. (Not that I expect to be in the ER, but I typically end up there once every other month. I could be an intern for all the time I have spent in hospitals of late. (Sidebar the infection seems to be abating but the explosive D is not gone yet))
We had a small party with 4 kids from two families. It was nice and intimate and Ethan had a ball. One of his gifts was a Perfection game. I amazed our guest by singing the entire jingle from the 1980s. I could type them out here, but that would prove nothing. Just trust me, my brain captures worthless trivia like a bear trap. Jingles in particular never leave me. I can recall jingles from when I was Ethanâ€™s age. When I was AG, I never needed a hymnal for church. When I became a Methodist it was a weird experience at first because there was not a lot of crossover in standards and they do not sing the same song as frequently. 10 years in, I rarely need a hymnal again. All the new Jesus jingles are safely stored. One thing I find funny is that most pastors still read the liturgies. Not me. I have my part and their part memorized too.
All that to say I have one niche of memory that is rock solid. Names on the other hand are a huge struggle for me. I forget most names within 15 seconds of hearing them. Jenn teaches choir one night and knows all of her studentsâ€™ names the first night. I call half the people we know ole-what-there-nameâ€¦you know the one with the hair??? I also cannot spell to save my life. I write 95% of my blogs in Word so that I can spell check them prior to posting. I bet you could tell when I blogged from the hospital. I had to use my Blackberryâ€¦no spell check.
Tis just a bit more insight into the weirdness that is me. Good night all.