For the life of me I can't think of a memory today. I did post one and then when it seemed real familiar searched the archives and discovered I published it last year so quickly deleted it. Which reminds me of a good friend I used to visit. Senility was setting in and as she finished a story the ending always reminded her of the beginning and she would start it all over again, never missing a detail. Listening to her was like the song on the PBS show Lamb Chops that Sherry used to sing, "This is the song that never ends, it goes on and on my friends . . ."
I'll think of a fresh memory for next Monday . . .
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The other memory popped up in my reader, but when I clicked over to read it in full, it was no where to be found. I was wondering if I was the one going crazy! ;-)
Ha! That cracks me up. I quite often wonder if I have posted something before, and I'm sure I have repeated myself more than once!
Me too- I do that with my what to eat's.
Go make a new memory for yourself this week Jane :o)
I wondered about that! The post showed up in my reader, but wouldn't let me click in. Delete it quickly, you sure did! You should have left it - none of us have good enough memories to remember it for a repeat!
I do this all the time with birthday posts. Argh.
I often post something and then wonder if I've written it before!
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