It’s that lovely time of year when strawberries are ripe. Until I moved to the San Joaquin Valley of California, I’d never had such delicious—or huge—ones.
I try to stop at the field stands a few times during each season. And then I make sweetened shortcake and whipped cream and we have a meal of dessert—a child’s dream. Spring is a perfect time for child-like behavior. Spring is a child, don’t you think?
On Sunday, my family celebrated the twentieth anniversary of our Kaitlyn’s birth. I can’t quite wrap my brain around that because she’s my granddaughter. Today, is my third son Joseph’s birthday. He claims he’s thirty-eight, but that’s impossible. Since everyone else is clearly lying about their ages, I’ve decided to be forty-five this year. Yeah, that sounds about right.
Anyway, if you know me, you know I never wear shoes unless forced. As I started to leave for the party on Sunday, I realized I had forgotten to put on glasses and shoes. Unfortunately, I stopped off at my darkened closet before I retrieved my glasses.
Confession: I’m a clutterer. I have a shoe rack, it’s mostly empty because either my shoes are wherever I stepped out of them or piled in front of the shoe rack. So, on Sunday, in my haste and blurriness, I simply slipped my feet into sandals lying next to each other. Obviously, I’m oblivious. This is what I left the house wearing.
Yeah. I did. When did I notice? After I came home.
You know that absent-minded professor stereotype? Does that apply to writers too?
Linda Cassidy Lewis 
Nobody else noticed while you were out? Goes to show people don’t pay as much attention as we think. LOL
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Well, Marcia, we went straight to the party and then home. I haven’t asked my family yet, but I think if they’d noticed, they would have had a good laugh.
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I walked all the way down the block wearing my shirt inside out this past year. It wouldn’t have been so bad except it was embroidered everywhere, and all the odd threads, not to mention a giant tag in the back, were visible to all my neighbors! When I realized, I turned the preschooler around and we headed home, once I came up with a good excuse!
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Oh, Laura, you guys are making me feel so much better. Maybe I should collect these absent-minded writer tales, I might have a best-selling humor book. 😉
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Great idea! And we can all use the reminder that we’re not alone in our own little worlds; other writers are busy putting on mismatched shoes or inside-out shirts!
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Both sandals are cute, no wonder you couldn’t decide. I want to live somewhere where I can wear sandals all year round! ( i have done similar things including weraing 2 different shoes to work!) At least my staff had a laugh.
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Thank you for sharing your wardrobe mishap, Darlene. You’ve all made me feel a little saner today. 🙂 Actually, when you think how much time we spend in those other worlds in our heads, things like this are quite understandable.
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it is surprising it doesn’t happen more often. Lovely toes BTW.
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🙂
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Hey, those match in my book. 🙂
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I have another pair just like them, Michelle. 😉
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LAUGHING! – love this 😀 I go out with my shirts on inside out sometimes . . . 😀
and that strawberry looks wonderful! –
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It tasted as good as it looked, Kat. I love that you guys laugh along with me and share your own “bloopers”. That’s what I’d miss if I gave up blogging. 🙂
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That’s what I stay with it too – such a wonderful community – and it’s fun to boot!
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