* I NEED HELP! I'M LOSING MY MIND! *

Many of us have blogged about having difficulty remembering things. I'm referring to our short-term memory: Major things. Minor things. Dates, appointments, e-mails, phone calls, errands that need to be completed, particular items from the grocery store, etc.

I'm constantly apologizing for forgetting, too. Even when I write notes....they get covered up with papers, they don't make it to my purse, they don't get written on the calendar. I drive myself nuts! I don't know what the answer is. 

Does anyone have a system that works for them??

Here's one of my latest and funniest memory lapses:
I made quite a few Christmas cut-out cookies last month and used the Two Christmas Sprinkle Colors on them: Red and Green.

These are from my 2011 cookies.

Since I was making dozens and dozens of cookies, I began to run out of one of the colors. I knew which color it was, but when I got to the grocery aisle and began looking at the colors, I never could remember.....and, of course I'd forgotten to write it down! 

So, first trip to store, I came home with Red Sprinkles, which resulted in 1-1/2 containers of Red, and only the 1/4 container of Green. Oooh, I was aggravated at myself!

A few days later, I'm back at the store, and this time I'd even written the color on my list, which I forgot and left on the kitchen island. Again, I stand and look at the colors. Again, I'm not sure. I buy another container of Red! 

So, at home I had 2-1/2 containers of Red and still the one, lonely 1/4 container of Green!

I stopped even trying after that. I managed to do fine with the Green I had, and I'll have plenty of Red for Valentine's Day, and everything else right up to Christmas cookies of 2013!

(As I've said before, it's a very good thing my Long-Term Memory is amazing since I write about my memories!)


* What forgetful things have you done recently?? Am I ready for the Loony Bin, or am I "sort of" normal?! *




"Life must go on; I forget just why." -- Edna St. Vincent Millay

* Nostalgic Sundays *

It's time for another Nostalgic Sunday.

As I said in last week's Nostalgic Sunday, I'm highlighting Christmases past during December.

On Thursday of this week I actually made some homemade Christmas cookies. (Well, if truth be told, they were from a package mix, but at least they weren't purchased at the bakery.) My motivation was because of an invitation to a Cookie Exchange/Chili Luncheon. I love cookie exchanges and I haven't been to one in years, therefore I was excited about doing some baking.

I made 2 dozen Peanut Butter Kiss Cookies. I'm dangerous around these cookies...or is it they are dangerous around me?!

Then, I made something I haven't made since my youngest son (age 24) was a little boy. Christmas Cut-Out Sugar Cookies! I used a mixture of old and new tools. My handy-dandy Pampered Chef pizza and dough roller, and three of my mom's cookie cutters! I can't tell you how happy I am to have them.

I've never had cookies turn out so well. Not too brown on the edges or bottoms....

This is the bottom of a star cookie. All I can say is....it must be the parchment paper!

I've never used it before! (I'm sure there are some voices saying, "You haven't?!")

I'm a true believer and will always use it from now on.

Some of the finished product!

I SO thought of my mom while I made these. When I was a little girl she always let me help: Rolling out the dough, pushing a cookie cutter into the dough, learning to put it on the cookie sheet without it tearing, and of course, the sprinkling of colored sugars on top!

I was home alone when I made these, except for Vern snoozing in the family room. I also had some Christmas music playing and I truly had fun. I was surprised at my feelings because I thought I'd be sad making these by myself. I did feel a bit melancholy but I also had fond, happy memories mixed in. I had a major "Aha moment," too, which was quite powerful and I hope it will help with my writing. (You just never know when those epiphanies will occur.)

I was either six or seven here. (1959 or 1960) I'm modeling the new robe I got for Christmas. Behind me is my sister Marian who I thought was so pretty and looked just like Betty Anderson, on "Father Knows Best." I was the flower girl in her wedding around this same time, too.

Here's another picture from the same evening. We always opened our presents on Christmas Eve, after Midnight Mass. Notice my brother, Mike, also received a new robe. I can't tell what he's holding, but it looks kind of like a pocket-watch. I don't remember anything about that. I do remember the chess/checkers game he got and the "Learn to Draw with Jon Gnagy" book. We both got one of those and I loved mine. I vividly remember drawing a dog; a boxer. I also see a couple of books there, which does not surprise me one bit. We grew up with books!

Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more
Someday soon, we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now. (lyrics from Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas by Martin/Bane)

 

This Christmas song has begun to mean more to me over the past few years....must be that aging thing.