July Buzz

So it occurred to me last week, when I was sitting around with friends after dinner, that not only is my memory shot but pretty much everyone I know over 50 has re-invented the past. Recently some old friends gathered for a lobster dinner on the Cape and we were all reminiscing about past trips and get-togethers over the years (margaritas may have been involved). I found it odd was everyone’s recollection was entirely different than the others. A few of my friends were actually combining some of the events into one and I was sitting there saying to myself, “WOW, do they have it wrong, that is not what happened at all.”  What one person is describing as one trip was actually 3 different trips, never once thinking that maybe my memory had it wrong. This from a person who walks into a room to tell my co-worker something and in less than 5 seconds can’t remember what I was going to say. 

I have joked for quite a while about having this disease called CRS [can’t remember S!#*] but seriously, I think I’ve hit the advanced stages.  My brain gets so full that there isn’t enough room to keep the information storage in good order so it just pushes aside things I may want to forget. I have a very good selective memory.  The selective part lets you take the best part of events in the past and piece them together to an even better experience. The problem with the advanced stages of CRS is that here it is noontime and I can’t remember what I had for breakfast or dinner last night, it fades quickly.  Why is it I can remember a weekend 10 years ago as if it was yesterday but can’t remember the name of the movie I saw three nights ago? I know I don’t suffer alone because I have been with friends when they run into a colleague or causal friend they have known for 20 years and their mind goes blank when they find they can’t pull up the name right away, so I stick out my hand and say nice to met you, I’m Peggy.  Later your friend will give you a hug and says thanks for helping me dodge the bullet, word would have been out on the street about that one and they’d be signing me up for the home. 

I am lucky that I have a very patient husband and when I stop in a middle of a conversation and say, “what I was I just saying?” he starts with a rundown of possibilities and says don’t worry you can get back to it, the whole time I am for sure thinking this is it, I have totally lost all my marbles. I guess some people start eating more blueberries, good for the memory…but trust me, a whole bowlful just sends it out the other end! There is also this thing called Sudoku. It is some kind of crossword or word game to improve your memory, but hey, I am much too lazy to try it, would rather read a nice trashy novel.  I’m just going to embrace CRS and see where it brings me, hopefully keeps me out of jail. I probably won’t remember next month, but here’s hoping I have a fun July!

P.S. A friend recently shared that there is also another name for it…C.R.A.F.T, see if you can figure out what that stands for?

Buzz.

Peggy Burns
Queen Bee



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