I knew this elusive yet comical state of being would bring much entertainment to the Galloway household.
I can, after all, laugh at myself.
Most of the time.
So, yesterday, after pouring myself a glass of milk to go with my lunch, it surprised me, 4 hours later, when Ian started asking where that new gallon of milk was.
I told him, "I finished up the old one, opened the new one, and put it back in the fridge!"
"Nope, definitely not in the fridge!"
And our fridge is tiny, think just bigger than a dorm fridge and you'll get the idea, so there was no way it was hiding behind anything.
10 minutes later, and a comical search throughout the house led us to the cup cabinet, where I had pulled down my milk glass, poured a glass of milk, then promptly put the milk back into the cabinet.
Tell me I'm not alone on this one. Anyone else have a moment of "Pregnancy Brain?" What about just a "Blonde moment," that you'd like to share?
I think we could all use a laugh now and again, right?