tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post6371531643301488186..comments2023-10-30T09:21:43.225-05:00Comments on Snooty Primadona's Sparkling Outlook On Life... Or Not: My Brain! My Brain! Okay - Who Stole My Brain?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-19207398813339819062008-06-18T22:32:00.000-05:002008-06-18T22:32:00.000-05:00I hope it's not age related, or that it gets worse...I hope it's not age related, or that it gets worse with age. If so, I am so totally fucked. My kids laugh at my idiotisms... my handbag of cliches I completely screw up...<BR/><BR/>Don't judge a cover by it's book kids!<BR/><BR/>The early worm gets the bird! <BR/><BR/>And others... <BR/><BR/>It has begun. You are not alone.brneyedgal967https://www.blogger.com/profile/05818759170547148938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-35646143079259096462008-05-26T11:58:00.000-05:002008-05-26T11:58:00.000-05:00Snooty, you and I are the same age, and I can tota...Snooty, you and I are the same age, and I can totally feel your pain. Although my experience with losing my car is a little more Twilight Zone. I do most of my shopping at the local Wally World, and have to depend on myself to unload...twice, I have gone up to a "vintage" 1990 Volvo to put my purchases in and discovered my key didn't work...duh. It was my car's twin, with freaking bumper stickers for heaven's sake that I. don't. have. I have begun to talk to myself as I wander into said WW, I parked in line with the pharmacy sign, or whatever large signage is available. Hang in there, those of us from the class of 1970 must stick together.Pamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15278488093919711364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-29162891287452544622008-05-25T15:35:00.000-05:002008-05-25T15:35:00.000-05:00I was laughing out loud through this whole post. T...I was laughing out loud through this whole post. The "Timber!", the 100th post fiasco-- all of it. <BR/>DID you know.. that dehydration messes with your memory. Drink more (I meant water). And I'm only 43 with your symptoms (blogged about it in Feb, titled "Did I tell You This Already?"), so that means I should be walking backwards and babbling to myself by 65.imbeingheldhostagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00771374087307254969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-46226430073337132922008-05-25T14:54:00.000-05:002008-05-25T14:54:00.000-05:00OMG, I am laughing so very hard! Don't feel bad, ...OMG, I am laughing so very hard! Don't feel bad, I forgot where I parked at the store yesterday too! <BR/><BR/>Oh you just crack me up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-19277883416506812902008-05-25T11:18:00.000-05:002008-05-25T11:18:00.000-05:00Aww Snooty hang in there with the rest of us. I t...Aww Snooty hang in there with the rest of us. I told Trucker the other day that at the rate I am losing my brain and memory that before long I'm just going to be sitting here saying "cuckoo, cuckoo". And to think my grandmother just turned 104 and still has her brain is astounding to me. LOL.Treasia Stepphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10126382668167560512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-41535727490999989762008-05-25T06:07:00.000-05:002008-05-25T06:07:00.000-05:00Well, at least you have Mr. Snooty to keep you in ...Well, at least you have Mr. Snooty to keep you in line. If you'd missed that party. I would be majorly bummed. We need details. All the details!Mental P Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05957544840704376193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-37788949934076337302008-05-25T04:55:00.000-05:002008-05-25T04:55:00.000-05:00Sista #2 must be frying and egg in that brain of h...Sista #2 must be frying and egg in that brain of hers also, she too thought your alien party was this weekend !!<BR/><BR/>#1Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-18138884976427485692008-05-24T21:22:00.000-05:002008-05-24T21:22:00.000-05:00#2 You don't have grocery boys? Go ahead... be jea...#2 You don't have grocery boys? Go ahead... be jealous, lol. Most of our's at HEB put things like watermelons on top of the eggs and cases of beer on top of the bread, lol. They are never the brightest crayolas in the box. I don't think I've ever seen the same one twice, as it's a fast turnover job, like a revolving door turnover.<BR/><BR/>Scargo: Yeah, that's the ticket. It was the sun. That's right. The sun. Popped a few cells. Do they come back like pimples then?<BR/><BR/>D: I keep telling Mr. S that we need to be careful that we put everything back where we got it or we might not be able to find it again, lol. Maybe that's that's what happened to my brain! :-DSnooty Primadonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10023417839687501752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-72738023325963585832008-05-24T21:00:00.000-05:002008-05-24T21:00:00.000-05:00As long as you know what a calendar is I wouldnt w...As long as you know what a calendar is I wouldnt worry too much .. but I will tell you that you are NOT alone. I have to set my iPhone w/all sorts of reminders and if I dont write it down .. <BR/><BR/>I too was taken aback that Memorial Day is a week early .. .shit<BR/><BR/>:-<A HREF="http://onthem104.blogspot.com/" REL="nofollow">Daryl</A>Darylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241795455748298624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-82753899130848054732008-05-24T20:51:00.000-05:002008-05-24T20:51:00.000-05:00It's just the heat, sweetie! Too much working in ...It's just the heat, sweetie! Too much working in the garden popped a few brain cells. Relax over the rest of the Memorial Day weekend and brain will be up and ready for you next week.<BR/><BR/>If not...your blogs will still be funny. ;)scargosunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14911826980781124597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-11330222658310863792008-05-24T20:44:00.000-05:002008-05-24T20:44:00.000-05:00WOAH NELLIE...wait...lemme get this straight.....y...WOAH NELLIE...wait...lemme get this straight.....you have GROCERY BOYS??? <BR/>Do they wear thongs? Put banana's in their pants? Double bag??<BR/>Where is this magical supermarket you speak about?<BR/>I will clip the extra cooooooooupons and be there lickity split.<BR/>Damn Texans always have to have everything bigger. <BR/><BR/>P.S. Just blame the fucking Alien for all of your problems. ....I mean forgetfulness.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Peace<BR/>#2Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com