Forgetful is as forgetful does

After I picked up the girls from their mother's, I had planned to take them to see a movie (Polar Express), but we stopped to grab a bite first. Only, it turns out, we had existing dinner plans on the other side of town.

While we were eating (Shelby was only about half-through with her food, I was a few bites from being done with mine, and Darby was already done), I got a phone call from my dad. "Are you on your way here?" he asks. I realized instantly what he meant of course, and was in complete panic, though I didn't lose my cool on the phone. "We'll be there soon," was my response, which wasn't inaccurate.

So, I finished my last few bites, had the kids pack up their stuff, and we booked across town. Twenty-seven minutes later (yes, I was that far away... and the majority of my journey was on a 70mph highway) we were eating dinner (again as it turns out) with the family at church. It was the annual Thanksgiving dinner at St. Paul's, and it has become traditional for my step-grandfather to buy tickets for the whole family to attend (probably 20 people). So you can imagine my self-frustration for almost having caused him to waste money on three tickets.

But it all worked out, you could say. We didn't have to stand in line (usually the line takes awhile to get through), and we walked away with VERY full stomachs. I had a plate full myself, along with some pumpkin pie. And Darby really packed it down with TWO plates full AFTER we had just eaten. Shelby had about a half-plate full, which normally would have gotten her in trouble, but all dinner transgressions went unopposed this evening, since I had already made the biggest of them.


I had been told about the event several times, but I kept forgetting to put in on any calendar. But I knew exactly when it was, to the extent that if you would have asked me, "hey, when's that dinner at church?" my response would have been, "oh, it's on the 13th." It just SO doesn't feel like the middle of the month already. I mean, didn't this month just start? I could swear that dinner was next weekend. Though I will admit that ALL DAY I was wandering around thinking, don't I have somewhere to be today?