I’m Getting OLD
I’m not quite sure why I’m falling apart! I’m not that old–well, I’m not that young either, but seriously–in a crowd, I’m hard of hearing. I don’t mean the normal ‘woman’ thing where there are 14 different conversations going on at the same time and you some how can’t turn enough of them off to make out a coherent one. I’m seriously losing my hearing. Then add into that the 14 other conversations and you get this (and I’m not kidding, it happened at the church dinner just last week!!)
Friend: I’m so glad the kids are going back to school tomorrow.
Me: Me too, I will finally be able to turn Rockband off and have some quiet time.
Friend: Well, my quiet time isn’t so quiet, Brielle watches Barney every minute of the day.
Ok—I’m going to veer off of this verbatim for a moment–because I look like a fool in like 5 seconds, but in my defense…there is noise all around us. 250 people worth of noise, plus her 4 kids and my 3 kids—I didn’t stand a chance…..
Me: Oh I love those (Breil watches). My mother in law got one for Christmas and it’s classy yet casual–I might have to ask for one for my birthday.
Friend: …….strange look on her face….Twilight Zone music playing in her head…..
I’m sorry? What are you talking about?
Me: Uh….wha? Huh? What were you talking about?
Yeah…she was talking about her daughter, Brielle watching television. I heard Briel Watch—and off my brain fumbled through an incoherent conversation!
Ah, good times!!