40 has turned my brain to mush...

Here is an email I just sent to my friend David. It relates what happened to me tonight. Laugh alert: be prepared! I truly think this is the single most stupid thing I have ever done in my life. Here's what happened tonight:

Oh man!! 40 has turned my brain into mush. Either that or I'm naturally blond and I've never known it. Now usually I'm a pretty smart cookie...even if I do say so myself. No genius here, but no moron either. Well, tonight I pulled one that has me laughing (at least now) and worrying that maybe Alzheimer's has set in. The first Tuesday of every month Baldwin does this community supper. It's held at Gethsemane, but each church takes a turn making the meal during the year. Mark's Mom and Dad always bring Hope to the dinner, we eat together and then I take Hope home from there. So tonight was no exception. Hope and I got into the car (note here: Mark traded the Touareg in last week for another HHR. The only difference from the purple HHR we already have is that this one is sunburst orange: the color that Mark has wanted since we started looking at the HHR. I'm driving the orange one right now because it has more miles on it than the purple one does. We're trying to even out the mileage between the two cars) and were going to head home. I put the key in the ignition and the blasted thing wouldn't move. I turned the wheel a bit because with some cars you have to do that. Well, this key was not moving at all. I got really ticked because I wanted to get Hope home at an early time and get her to bed. Plus it was raining (not that we were in the rain, but it added to the mood). I had no idea what I was going to do. I called the Chevy Roadside assistance. A lot of good that did me. They said all they could do was tow the car to the dealership in town. I asked how I was supposed to get home. They had no idea. I ended up giving the guy on the phone a piece of my mind and hanging up on him. He called back and said, "Mrs. Brue. We were disconnected." I could tell by the way he said "disconnected" that he knew we had not been disconnected. I said something to him about me hanging up on him because if they weren't going to help me I had to find someone who could...and then I hung up again. I had called Mark, too, to let him know that I think the HHR's are crap and that he was taking this one back to the dealership on Monday and getting something else. I think I hung up on him a few times, too. I was MAD!!! Oh...and a few tears were shed, too, because I had no idea what I was going to do. So at one point Mark called me back and told me that Greg Jacobson (the Chevy dealer in town who we've done lots of business with...but we didn't get this orange car from him) was on his way over. I looked up and also noticed Mark's dad coming into the parking lot. So my father in law messed with the key and he couldn't get anything to work either. Then Greg showed up. He didn't see us at first and I wondered why because he had driven right past us when he first came into the parking lot. He turned around and realized it was us. He wondered why I had the orange car since that was the color Mark kept bugging Greg about. He got out of the car and as soon as he sat down and started messing with the key it dawned on me what had happened. He said the problem just as I was thinking it (are you ready for this???): I HAD THE WRONG FREAKIN' KEY IN THE IGNITION!!! I have TWO HHR keys on my key chain...one for the orange car and one for the purple car. Here's the kicker in all of this. I usually have two sets of keys: one for each car. There's usually a house key on each chain, too, so that I don't have to stop and think about which set of keys I have. Well, Mark always tells me that I need to have ONE key chain with all my keys on it. So today I did what he said---and look what happened when I listened to him!! LOL I felt so stupid!! I told Greg that I'm not normally that stupid...that I'm actually fairly intelligent...that I graduated in the top 10% of my class...that I have a college degree.

So here's what I'm thinking. Like I said earlier, either I have Alzheimer's, 40 has turned my brain to mush, I'm naturally blond or I'm so tired and so stressed that I'm finally starting to crack. Maybe it's a combination of the four (although the blond possibility is pretty far reaching). Yet I'm betting on the last possibility to be the most accurate. And with that, I'm going to tell you that I'm scheduling my massage at Lori's for sometime SOOOOOOOON!!!!! And, I'll be going to bed now. It's already 11:30.

You have a brilliant friend, my friend:) hehehe

So that's how it went tonight. Lord, help me!! At least I can laugh about it now. Trust me when I tell you I was NOT laughing earlier.

Oh...and a bit of good news, too: in case you're wondering, the results of my mammogram came back normal. WooHoo!!!

With that...I'm going to go sleep next to my wonderful little girl (yeh, I know...she's almost 27 months old and she still sleeps with us. What can I say?? We like the family bed idea. Good thing we're not having any more or we'd have to get a bigger bed. hehehe)