I have to admit that, over the past 5 or 6 years, my memory has taken a serious trip into the terrible department. I don't know if it is fatigue or age or number of kids or I am at my limit of multi-tasking (Andreas thinks it is chemical) but please don't ask me what I just had for breakfast ;) The other day, I completely blanked out trying to remember Oliver's birthday (was it May 15, 2010 or May 10 or... crap!) and forgetting my children's names is a daily event (hey, you! works too). I like to think that this aspect of my brain function is charming and quirky....by the way, who are you again? The only time where I blow this concept out of the water is when we get together with our close friends, the W family (father W, mother W and their 4 kids: our PEI collaborators), and play our regular wine drinking game called: Name That 1980's Tune.
We never planned this game... it just happened. One day, Andreas showed the W's a music app that played different styles of music. Considering that we all grew up in the 1980's (well... at least the father W and I did.... mother W is younger/more into 1990's music and I guess that there was no music in Sweden because Andreas hasn't heard of anything!), this decade is the natural choice ;) Anyway, it is scary how many one hit wonders I remember. Father W and I get really into it. I almost feel bad for the others.... We get pretty intense, competitive and yell 1980's group names across the table ;) Yes, I actually got Scritti Politti on one occasion ;) Scary! At least, one part of my memory is still working and it IS usually the short term that is the first to go....
Wishing you all a happy Monday xox
PS: this post is dedicated to mother W... because we never let her yell out 1990's tunes ;)