The Dinette Set by Julie Larson for January 22, 2013

I have nightmares about this same subject…

…and the plate numbers

I had this great thing to say but I can’t remember…..oh, well.My stepmother used to say that memory loss isn’t that big a problem because it doesn’t bother you for that long.

Ma’s plan reminds me of some old guidebooks I read, from 100 years ago when life was simpler

(And NO, thank you very much… I did NOT buy them new.)

Follow the broken picket fence about half a mile, and turn left at the road by the old apple tree…. drive past Bryson’s pasture with two mules in it….

And you’ll see the pebble driveway with the pink rose bushes.

It never occurred to anyone back then that one day the fence might be mended or the tree chopped down to put an apartment building there.

Same way Ma assumes the same cars will be next to hers after 5 hours of trying on shoes and eating Cinnabons.

And Mikie…the best thing about Alzheimer’s is meeting so many new people.

All that said….I am the worst at remembering where I parked.

In fact I try to always park in the same area when I go to certain places so I have less of the lot to search for my car.

I’ve always driven rather old station wagons…. like half the population here.

When mine was a pale gold Taurus, I was always walking up to the wrong one.At least there aren’t as many Saturns.

geez use the panic button on your fob

My 2004 Focus is not hard to find at some of the stores where I shop, but the things hanging from my mirror make it easier (a thing make of wood and wire as American Eagle with the pendant from a crystal flag pin that the pin broke off when new, but still sparkles) between the shape (seen even from distance in sillouette) and the sparkle, I find it quickly.

Too bad that idea doesn’t always work. Once it took me a half an hour to try to find my car at the mall. All it got me was exercise and angry. lol

Just printed my boarding pass and will be home by dinner time; only good thing is the weather (high of 81 there and 13 here). My poor darling is fixing everyone else’s heat (but freezing while he does it). He IS very dedicated to his work (one of many things I love about him).

I always remember where my car was when I was at Wal Mart last week. It doesn’t work so well here today, at Food City.

Now that I’m going back to my PC (not his as I’m now using) I’ll go back to our photo as my avatar. I thought he might be disturbed about his photo appearing with my comments (as if I were using his identity). He only uses PC for very basic things that I or others have shown him.

I originally set up the customer data base that he now has in a proper program. THAT was way back in Tandy computers where you wrote your own program ;-)

Suggestion….. Just take the keys….. ! ! !

Many moons ago, before electronic key fobs, I came out of a movie and discovered it had snowed about 3". All of the cars were covered. And it was night. Hundreds of us were wandering around the parking lot. Everyone was laughing (well almost everyone).

I once had trouble with my balance and the Dr, asked if I wanted a handicapped sticker. I said, Oh no I’m ok. Dumb dumb dumb, New Dr. says walking is good for me and she is right! Turns out I just had an ear infection and original Dr. didnt find it, but an ear Dr. did in about 5 seconds. I feel sorry for Ma (sort of), you feel so stupid. I have a red SUV and I still can’t find it in a parking lot. The clown is rolling his eyes, I bet he hears a lot of stupid in that house!

Saucy —

That happened to me once! Well, almost….I was working in the mall… Employee parking is way out yonder, and at Christmas time, good luck finding a “usual” spot….

I was SURE I parked in a certain area of the garage ….walked round and round….A security guy recognised me cos I was a store manager (even MORE embarrassing)… and DROVE me round and round. Then we went on a tour….Well, the parking structure is actually 5 garages….and I was remembering the right spot….in the wrong garage!

Jmcx and Toenails… both so true!LOL

Most of my neighbors when I first moved here were elderly, and they always talked that way….

“Well, you walk up the street almost to where the motel used to be.”

They also gave directions like “next door to where Mrs. so-and-so used to live.”

How to find Ma’s car

It’s likely we will all have this experience eventually…if we live long enough.

The orange shirt made me smile … probably since I can relate so well.

The purple one … well, let’s just say we could take that a few ways.