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Thursday, July 27, 2006

The General Store


Do you think when the women got in their buggies (or walked) and came to town to pick up what they needed at the general store, that they ever got home, and put their paper (not plastic) bags on the counter, only to find they had gotten the wrong thing?

Am I THAT much in a hurry that I cannot even get the right groceries home? I think that I take time to make CERTAIN I have that right thing. I look at the Carnation Instant Breakfast on the shelf, identify the Milk Chocolate Pack, reach for it, put it in my cart, only to find once I get home that I really purchased the Variety pack (I do not enjoy, vanilla, mocha and strawberry thank you...only chocolate please).

I look at the Peppridge Farm Whole Wheat Cinnamon Swirl Bread (only available at Target of all places), and I put one in my cart and grab a second, because I really do love this stuff, and when I get home there is indeed that, but also a Cinnamon RAISIN variety. NO, I don't want raisins, I want two of the same....TWO OF THE SAME.

And why must I repeat this mistake a number of times? Does my brain see the beginning of a phrase: Carnation...and then fill it in with the rest...much like my phone or GPS system or computer...it is PREDICTING what I WANT...but not reading what it ACTUALLY is. Is this why I misspell words like Where/Wear There/Their Two/Too/To because I have become a victim of technology? I also start typing a word and then finish it with a different word. Like instead of typing this sentence, I might type this: Like instead of typical this sentimental. Honestly, I have done that before.

Did the women at the general store come home and find that they had bought golden delicious apples instead of red delicious? Is that the lamest example you have ever heard of? When they wrote letters with pen and ink in longhand, did they too experience these types of misspelling and mis-vocabulary?

Am I just having an early onset of some sort of dimentia?

posted by Kage @ 7/27/2006 01:04:00 PM   add to kirtsy


11 Comments:

  • Oooh I love the Strawberry Instant Breakfast. I am mad that I can never find just a big box of just strawberry.

    I totally know what you mean. Every once in a while I accidentally bring home Caffine Free Diet COke instead of Diet Coke for my dh. It's not like I don't know what the regular one looks like. I have been buying him 4 2liter bottles of it ever week for like a year now. I feel so stupid.

    I think it is because I have my mind on other things, or I am wrestling with the kids at the store, or I'm tired.
    posted by Blogger This is Carrie at 7/27/2006 10:22:00 AM  



  • in case this turns into an instant breakfast thread, I want to highly recommend the brand new DARK CHOCOLATE variety. After 22 years of drinking the milk choc. almost every morning of my life, it is nice to have a change.
    posted by Blogger Kage at 7/27/2006 11:21:00 AM  



  • oh and wizzy wiz wiz..here is the
    bread

    so good.
    posted by Blogger Kage at 7/27/2006 11:22:00 AM  



  • I do that all the time too! That's scary because I'm not even married or have kids. One time I bought the completely wrong size of pads. They were huge! I don't know what I was thinking.
    posted by Anonymous Anonymous at 7/27/2006 11:58:00 AM  



  • Wow, other mommies do this too! My husband tries to blame it on my stoner past (what, like 20 years ago!) but it has significantly worsened with motherhood. It's scary, but hopefully we don't make errors on life or death matters.
    posted by Blogger Legendary Pink Dot at 7/27/2006 03:14:00 PM  



  • I think it is just fatigue and wonky hormones. When I was pregnant over Christmas I forgot about every. single. Christmas party we'd been invited to. There were like, five different ones and we missed them all (my husband always forgets things like that so I don't blame him for forgetting too).
    posted by Blogger Starfoxy at 7/27/2006 04:33:00 PM  



  • I don't think it matters how with-it you are. It's because there are sooo many varieties!! I have to stare till my eyes hurt to make sure I get it right! Salted, low salt, no salt, regular, low fat, no fat, organic, regular pulp, low pulp, no pulp, country style, vitamin c added, low carb, cage free, WITH rasins, low carb, no carb, cubed, shredded, grated, whole, sliced, diced, crushed, with or without Italian seasoning, aaaaaaaaaak!! And sometimes it's like five combinations for one item. So, on a good day anyone will have problems, but throw in kids, stress, rush, fatigue and you're doomed! :)
    posted by Blogger Katie at 7/27/2006 05:05:00 PM  



  • I think Katie should win some sort of prize for that comment. Very very well done, I'm impressed and I agree totally!
    posted by Blogger marian at 7/27/2006 07:53:00 PM  



  • Seriously, motherhood carries little glamour. My mom would always tell me you lose millions of brain cells with each child. I'd say I've lost billions already. Frightening what it can do to your brain. I've already begun the "walk in the room and forget why you're there" thing. My mom did it all of the time and I swore I'd never be so insane. I also call my children by the name of their sibling. Sometimes I even call them by the name of an uncle, close relative or complete stranger.
    posted by Blogger Krista at 7/27/2006 10:06:00 PM  



  • I actually used to be smart - I have the IQ tests to prove it. But no longer - thank you two darling children. Not only have I lost brain power but also the will to do something about it! I call my daughter some 50 different names (my tales girls will attest to this), have called my son my brothers name, forget to do laundry on a regular basis (hello, I FORGET to do it - what does that mean?), can't for the life of me come up with good vocabulary words (I just signed up for the word of the day - maybe that will help) - the list goes on and on.

    These children are literally sucking the very brain cells out of me. Oh well. At least they're cute :)
    posted by Blogger chloe at 7/27/2006 10:21:00 PM  



  • When I lived in Africa, we had an absent-minded man working at the school as a gopher. One day he was sent to town (12 km away) by bike to get ingredients for our lunch. He was reminded several times to bring a receipt back.

    He was gone a VERY long time, but when he returned (very sweaty) he proudly presented the receipt to the headmaster. He was otherwise empty-handed and had forgotten to bring the actual groceries from the counter!

    Poor man--he had to ride all the way back (it was very hot).

    NOT just a mom thing.
    posted by Blogger ESOdhiambo at 7/28/2006 09:03:00 AM  



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