JB’s Blog

You would think that having a good memory would be a wonderful asset.  At times it is, but at other times it can be a curse in disguise.  Take this exchange that happened last night.

My mother is baking for the holidays (yes I am trapped back at home now until I get my bar results), and I hear her yell that someone used the cream cheese she bought to bake with.  I walk in there and tell her she bought this 4 weeks ago for use with bagels and that I was with her.  I’m told that I am wrong.  I show her that the expiration date is up next week and clearly this was bought a long time ago, because I am the one that opened it 3 weeks ago.  Again I am told I am wrong because she bought this the other day.  So I have to search the fridge, and I find a newer cream cheese, and have to say, "You mean this one?"

The most frustrating thing is being told that someone thinks you are wrong when you are 100% certain that you are right because you remember clearly.  This is always happening to me.  This could be from remembering what I ate with someone, to what shows we have already seen, to places we have or have not been.

Here’s the kicker, if I am told to do some chore or errand, that I will forget within 15 seconds.

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It’s simple…I don’t eat it.  Unless it’s a grape, I don’t eat it.  Surely if I have a bite of a really sweet piece, I’ll want the rest…nope, I won’t.  And even if there are grapes around someone has to physically put them in front of me for me to decide to have them. 

Now I’m not gonna lie to you, I like the taste of many fruits.  I like the candies, and like all those pop-tart flavors.  (Smores is a fruit, right?).  Although fruit pies, fruit cakes, smoothies…not a fan of either.  Can’t resemble a piece of fruit too much.  Skins and textures of fruits just annoy me, not sure why.

So I know what you’re thinking, that’s not healthy.  Well I’ll make you a bet that I have been healthier than you the past few years. 

I think another bar to me getting it is trying to figure out which ones in the store I’m supposed to pick out.  Do I juggle them, do I see which one gets the best spiral on a pass…I’m not sure.

So there you have it…fruit…don’t eat it, and to quote R.E.M., "I FEEL FINE!"