March 10, 2005
I have become a little absent-minded since becoming a mother. Having said that, I have another embarrassing story to share involving pizza.
We have Bible study on Thursday nights and last Thursday we went to this place called Pizza Port beforehand with our friends Billy and Georgia. We decided the guys would share a pizza and the girls would have salad and these little thingies called beer buddies that are just pizza dough with seasoning on them. I was to buy my salad, beer buddies, and the pizza. I placed my order, remarked how it was only $8 to Georgia, and sat down. The salad came. The beer buddies came. Georgia's salad and beer buddies came. We were almost done with our salads and beer buddies. After remarking on how long the pizza was taking about five times, I started thinking. I took out my receipt. I didn't order the pizza. I didn't say anything to Shane or Billy and went up and bought the pizza for real, asking the girl if it could be made any faster than the standard 15-20 minutes (it couldn't). I sat back down and Shane immediately guessed what happened. I felt pretty stupid. The pizza came with about 10 minutes to eat and get to Bible study on time. We were a little late. Billy didn't even eat any because he filled up on beer buddies. And beer. I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I wasn't thinking. At least everyone was nice about it and just laughed at me.
Ethan is now sleeping through the night. I am enjoying every minute of it. He is still growing like a weed. He is 16 pounds 9 ounces (with a onesie and dry diaper on) and 25 inches long as of yesterday.
My first day of work is on Monday, so I am tryiong to get ready for that. Lots to get together when you have to send your kid somewhere for the day.
Comments
Tisra:
The motherhood induced absentmindedness only get worse with more children and their increased ability to interrupt, distract, and derail.
Perfect example: I was in the middle of cooking the other day and had the eggs out on the counter waiting for the right spot in the recipe. Dean tugged on the corner of the container and plop. plop. plop…. After cleaning up 14 eggs off the kitchen floor, getting everyone ready to go to the store, buying more eggs and coming home I think I realized why I’m absentminded. I rarely complete a task or thought in one go anymore, so when I am not interrupted, my mind doesn’t know what to do. I can’t help but be absentminded. Or at least that’s the theory. :-)
Truth be told, I got distracted easily before the little ones; but they certainly don’t improve the situation.
March 11, 2005 6:07 AM
Matt:
Billy and Georgia? Who ARE these people?
All I know is they’ve been to the cabin, and I’ve never even been invited.
March 12, 2005 12:18 AM
Erika:
Billy and Georgia are our new best friends. Billy lives in Tony Hawk’s old house and Georgia (like Kevin Bacon) can be linked to everyone in Vista in one way or another.
You should come and visit and meet them sometime…. Maybe around Easter? Our church is hosting the sunrise service at the Flower Fields in Carlsbad. 6 AM. You should come!
March 12, 2005 6:49 PM
Matt:
But you just said that they are your new best friends.
That’s so sad that I am no longer Shane’s best friend.
I think I’ll go cry myself to sleep now.
March 12, 2005 11:57 PM
Matt:
Maybe I’ll bring MY new best friend with me!
His name is…ummm…George Glass…
March 13, 2005 12:03 AM
Erika:
No one could take the place of you, Matt.
March 15, 2005 10:21 AM