squinting off into the distance

I have a clear memory of standing in the bedroom and thinking, "Oh, dang! I wanted to write about ...on the blog!" But do you think I can remember what is was NOW?

At one point over the weekend, Jane and I had a conversation like this:

Me: Did I tell you about our birthday party next summer?

Jane: No, you didn't!

Regis: She told you last night.

Me: I don't remember doing that.

Jane: What did I say?

Is this how conversations go as you get older?

Aw, hell. I thought I would remember by the time I got to the bottom but I didn't.

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