This morning I dropped off a babka at Friend #4’s house. Friend 4 is named Caroline (but pronounced Carolyn, which messed me up for a while.)
I rang the bell because there was a car in the driveway. “Her husband’s name is Brennan, not Brendan,” I chanted. “Brennan. Brennan.”
“Hi, Brennan!” I said when he answered. “Is Catherine here?”
“Catherine?”
“I mean Caroline,” I said just as her dog got out. “Scout! Scout!”
Her dog’s name is Scotch. Friend #2’s dog’s name was Boo, so that explains that neural shortcut.
And then I went home and slept all night, Temperature is 99.6 and I have a cough. This comforts me.
13 responses to “I’m Really Happy I’m Having a Cognitive Test Tomorrow”
If you were dropping babka off at MY house you could call my husband and my pets ANY-THING you wanted.
But it must be a comfort that your neural glitches are so literary, surely?
Friend #2’s dog was named Radley. How’s the fever?
And my husband’s name is BrennOn. He wants to know why somebody who doesn’t know us is dropping off baked goods at our house and whether it’s safe to eat them. Once I said, “Honey, that’s Ellen, of the tea parties!” he knew who you were and enjoyed your pasties. It is yummy. I’m eating some right now. Thank you.
Christy – What if the babka were potentially contaminated with swine flu?Big Dot – Well, yes, it is a comfort. God bless Friend 2 for the literary dog-naming.3 – Damn and I knew that. Fever is high. Caroline – enjoyed my pasties? Should I tell you what he was wearing when he opened the door?
Friend #2’s dog was named Radley.
Wow. That was an excellent typo.
Hot Mom – yes, Marcia already established that above.Caroline – Dodging the door-opening question.
The swine flu is just the flu. and I could stand to lose a few pounds in the next couple of weeks — got any Babka left?
Christy – wait – you have Dierbergs access. Get your own babka!
Dierberg’s access? In the CITY? The Dierbergs are afraid of the urban jungle and all I have are Schnuckses.
Plus, I’d really like to catch the swine flu.
Christy – Yeah, I was a little bummed I wasn’t the first girl on the block with swine flu.