So the other day I write about how bad my memory is and then today this happens…..

Even though I worry about myself sometimes I still found this funny which means that even if I do lose my mind I will be happy.

My poor kids and everyone around me might not be but I think I will be. I think I will amuse myself with my little lapses in cognition.

And really, isn’t being happy and enjoying life what it’s all about anyway?

I think so but I’m just blowing bubbles.