I have a terrible long term memory. Actually, my short term one isn't great either. I can't list every teacher I've ever had. Maybe 1 or 2. I don't recall any of the combinations to any of the lockers I had in school. I can remember the phone number and address to the house I lived in from 2-14, but I can't remember the address of the house after that. I can only remember the phone number to that house because my parents still have it. I have no idea what their current address is. I know the general area and I know it's in a circle.
I've been married to my husband for 11 years and still have no idea what his parents address is. I know what street it's off of, but that's it.
If I need a phone number and can't find it written anywhere, I ask my son Tyler. He has one of those freakish, photographic memories. If he's heard a phone number and dialed it at least once, he remembers it forever. It's like he has a little Rolodex in his brain. My whole life I've dreamed of being that way and last night, I came very close.
We were sitting at the dinner table and discussing our upcoming trip to Disneyland. Our plan is to leave on Tuesday, the 29th and drive to St. George, Utah the first night. We're going to stay in a condo that Ryan's grandparents have there and then go on to California the next day.
The kids were wondering if they had ever been to Grandpa & Grandma Hendriksen's condo. I reminded Tyler and Cameron that they had. I had taken them there(I was pregnant with Avery), along with Ryan's parents and little sisters for a weekend, just over 5 years ago. Ryan said he didn't come because he had been really busy at work and was working the whole weekend. Then, something magical happened. A light bulb went off in my brain and I remembered that wasn't the case at all. I remembered that he just hadn't been able to get off work on Friday and so decided to stay home. I also remembered that he wasn't working on Saturday. He went to his brother's house and helped him with some phone and or electrical things. I believe he was working on the phone that was in their detached garage. I remembered that he spent the entire day there and when he got home he cooked himself some buffalo wings. When he tried to take the pan out of the oven, he spilled the wings in the bottom of the oven and on the door. I remembered that because every time I cook buffalo wings, I think about it.
I was practically bouncing in my seat and clapping my hands because I remembered so much and remembered with almost perfect clarity. Then Ryan and Tyler both said (Ryan has the freaky memory too), "I don't remember anything like that. I'm pretty sure none of that happened." I kept insisting that it did. I was so frustrated that I was finally having a shining memory moment and nobody could back me up on it. I started to doubt myself and think that I had simply imagined it all. It was almost like the old proverb, "If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?" I had no one to back me up and now I'm not really sure if any of that happened the way I thought I remembered it happening.
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What's on the menu today: Orange Chicken.
11 comments:
I have a good memory. But I can't remember anything about my childhood for the life of me.
I have a horrible long term memory too. I am so with you on remembering teacher's names.
When people tell me that they found someone from junior high on Facebook, I don't even understand how that's possible. I remember no one.
I don't remember the date of our first date, when Adam proposed. Nothing. I suck.
Are you sure that Ryan wasn't just being Ryan?! He probably just said that to confuse you--cause that's how he rolls.
As for memory--I am ok with long term but shreot term--forget about it--literally.
Are you going to Kristen's on Friday night?! Tina and I are and we thought we could all car pool over there. Let me know.
This made me laugh out loud because I could see the whole thing playing out in my mind.
Ryan wasn't faking and trying to trip me out. He for real couldn't remember what happened.
I can imagine you bouncing in your seat and clapping because you were so excited. How cute.
When you are driving through Cedar City, wave out the window as you pass Exit 59. I live less than a mile away, straight off of the freeway. :)
I have a good memory, but only about certain things. It drives me crazy when I remember something exactly as it happened and Derek can't remember it happening at all!
Are you going to try out the pool
at the condo in St George? Let me know if it's still warm enough to swim in, we're thinking of possibly going there in October but if the pool's not warm enough then maybe we won't even bother.
the address from 2-14 was 1119 Sierra Dawn
The other address was 3587 S Towerview way we had a 263- number at the 1119 address and have had the one we have now at Towerview and now
Oh the things we remember after all this time
I'll give you my cell phone number just in case you are away from home and you can't remember your address to get home....on second thought, I'll give it to Tyler. :)
I am the same as Rosie. My memory is good with some things and bad with others. I am good at remembering phone numbers, but I usually cannot remember addresses for the life of me.
Stuff like that happens to me all the time. ANd I still don't know if I am crazy, or they are!
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