A Michigan woman and her family were vacationing in a small New England town where Paul Newman and his family often visited.

One Sunday morning, the woman got up early to take a long walk. After a brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone.

She hopped in the car, drove to the center of the village and went straight to the combination bakery/ice cream parlor. There was only one other patron in the store: Paul Newman, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee. The woman's heart skipped a beat as her eyes
made contact with those famous baby-blue eyes. The actor nodded graciously and the star-struck woman smiled demurely. 'Pull yourself together,' she thought. You're a happily married woman with three children; you're forty-five years old, not a teenager!

The clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice cream cone in one hand and her change in the other. Then when she went out the door, avoiding even a glance in Paul Newman's direction. When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change - but her other hand was empty.

Where's my ice cream cone? Did I leave it in the store? Back into the shop she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk's hand or in a holder on the counter or something. But no ice cream cone was in sight.

With that, she happened to look over at Paul Newman. His face broke into his familiar warm, friendly grin and he said to the woman, "You put it in your purse."

This made me laugh out loud...and here's why:

I went to the farmer's market in the city early Saturday morning. I picked up corn, tomatoes, peaches, onions, zucchini, cheese, etc.

After paying for the cheese, the lady asked if I wuold like a bag. I said, "no thanks, I'll just put it in one of these others and off I went.

Upon arriving home, I put everything away, then realized...no cheese!

I jumped in the car and returned to the city hoping they had my cheese.

"Excuse me, I was here earlier and bought three blocks of cheese. Do you still have it?"

" We sure do. We thought you'd be back."

And Paul Newman wasn't even in sight!

What a great story, Dotsie! I'm constantly misplacing things - the classic one is searching for 20 minutes for my sunglasses only to realize they're on my head!

One morning I walked and walked all around the Galleria Mall Shopping Plaza parking lot looking for my car. It was no where to be found. I went to Mall Security and as we were headed out the door once again, my friend Sandy walked up to us and said "where the hell have you been, I've been everywhere looking for you, I came out of the bathroom and you were gone." I somehow, during a Senior moment forgot I rode there with her and we'd stopped in the food court for a snack. When done she went to the bathroom and I spaced out and left looking for my car. Now thats really scary. In my own defense I have to tell you I am a loner and rarely ever go shopping with anyone, old habits die hard and she has yet to let me live that down...Maybe I was thinking about Paul Newman???

Chatty, while I'm really sorry for the frustration you must have felt at the time, your story made me laugh out loud. Thanks for sharing it!

I always bring at least 3 pens and 2 pairs of reading glasses to craft fairs, because I KNOW I'm going to misplace them, and I don't want to keep customers waiting while I search for a singular pen.

I find the more issues going on in my life, the more scatter-brained I get. My head is often filled with so many thoughts, that it's no wonder that it sometimes short-circuits.

It seems to happen more frequently, that while I'm doing something, my thoughts are completely somewhere else…for example…I'm thinking of Paul Newman right now…hmmmm

Hannelore, I couldn't agree more. I know I've got lots going on and I'm sure that's why I left the cheese. My mind is everywhere, but not on Paul Newman.

Eagle, I've done the sunglass thing too, and there either on my head, or I've hung them in the top of my shirt. What's even worse is when I've announced in front of my kids that I can't find them and they respond in an impatient voice, "Mom, they're on your head!"

Meredith, I'm with you on the reading glasses. This is new to me because I've never worn glasses in my life. And I don't like it one bit.

chatty, I'm also grinning ear to ear from your story.

Ha ha Chatty that's funny. A neighbor of mine went to the post office one day and walked home to find his car missing. He was about to report it stolen until his wife reminded him that he left in it to go to the post office. See, men get it too.
I put a glove on and had the other in the same hand. I was searching for the other one, when my daughter said. "You've got it on Mom!" Sheesh!
Who's Paul Newman? (jk)
luv,
chick

Dotsie, I had perfect vision until my mid-40's. It's been downhill ever since!

Come to think about it, that describes a lot of things in my life LOL.

I miss the roll-eyes icon...

I'm so glad to hear it's not just me. I put things away (in a safe place) and then can't find them because I can't remember where I hid them. Whenever I'm looking for something now, my husband and my daughter tell me it's in a safe place. I agree with you, Hannelore. We have so much going on and so much going through our minds, I think the little stuff gets lost in the processing.

Louisa

I'm with ya all on the memory thing, girls! By next year, I'll be able to hide my own Easter eggs!!!

LOL, Cookie, that's a good one!

You women are pathetic....losing rides home, household items, glasses, cars...etc..etc...

Who ARE you, anyway? Why am I on this site? Do I owe you money?

JJ

Sure you will Cookie. But, will you be able to find them?
LOL

Louisa

Find what, Louisa!? Where am going? And why do I have this handbasket?

Once my car was stolen right out of my garage. I am always misplacing things and I thought I had misplaced the car.

When I went to the garage to get the car for a trip to the grocery store, it was gone. I thought, Dang, I've misplaced the car. Did I park that thing outside the garage? I opened the garage door. No car.

I thought, Did I park it down the lane? I walked outside and looked down the lane. No car.

I thought, Did I ride home with someone else last night?
But I was pretty sure I didn't go anywhere.

The last thing I could possibly think was that my car had been stolen. I called the police with the disclaimer that maybe I had just misplaced the car. The dispatcher thought I was crazy, but the middle aged guy who came out said he understood. He said he was always misplacing things.

Sure enough they located my car abandonned in a parking lot downtown. It seems a friend's addicted son had broken into the garage and stolen the car and planned to trade it for drugs.

I thought it had gone where all my other misplaced stuff hides. I guess if the police hadn't found it, I would still be looking under stuff.

smile

You gals crack me up; loosing a car, and hiding your own Easter eggs...too funny.

Since I've been on this forum, I've forgotton to do house showings! OMG ! So embarrasing ! Then the customers call and ask where I am...

Hello cold sweat! It's panic time!

I try to say, as sweet as possible, "Oh dear, are you sure it's today?" And the funny thing is...alot of them think it's their mistake!(most of them are around my age...and are familiar with those senior moments.) I'm so bad...but really , Dotsie, it's this forum's fault.

Now Hubby is controlling the calender. It keeps him busy.

I did a real Bozo yesterday. A new customer emailed and wanted to order an item, and I wrote her back asking what exactly it was. I couldn't remember my own caption for my merchandise!! She very nicely forwarded the jpg from the site, and you could hear my OH DUH! clear into Arizona.

Hannelore, when you have something to do in a bit, try setting a timer when you visit BWS. The time flies while clicking and posting. I easily lose track of time. My timer is my friend.

I thought it was the just due to the "menopause" thing, but I agree...we are simply trying to do too much.

On the Paul Newman thing...my daughter went to dinner a couple of years ago in a very small Italian Restaurant in NYC. There were about 4 girls who were all friends. They noticed that Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward were sitting off in a corner. My daughter and a friend later went to the ladies room. Joanne Woodward came out (just a one stall bathroom) and noticed the line of women. She made the women go into the Men's Room while she guarded the door so no men could go in!!!!! What a nice person she is and the girls said she was do down to earth. Just had to share!

WOW, peeing while Joanne Woodward guards the door. Now thats clout! LOL

I can so relate. This was my entry on another forum last month, events of which I blamed on the heatwave. I have since taken to upping my dose of B12 which I was told would help.

"The heat has addled my brain! Went to pick up my friend at the crack of dawn for our hike. Rang the doorbell and stood there rucksack on my back waiting for her to come out similarly kitted out so off we could go to Waterloo and catch the train to Bradford on Avon. Friend's husband opened the door with a worried look on his face. Took a second to recover and broke out with the heartiest laughter. Friend came down running the stairs, in the skimpiest nightclothes and said: "It's not today, missy. Our hike's on the first weekend of August!!!"

Talk about major, major senior moment!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Oh yes, Dotsie, setting a timer is a good idea. Most of the time, though, I'm in the forum evenings; instead of watching TV, so it's not all that bad.

I find it comforting that my sons are so scatter-brained. It confirms that it's not necessarily an age thing; it's a mentality thing. It definitely runs in our family…but it makes our lives sort of interesting. Always full of surprises, just like you were, Lola. lol

Talking about scatter-brained - let this be a lesson to myself - WRITE IT DOWN! Hubby asked me yesterday to look something up for him on the Internet. I said sure, no problem, that's a simple one - and because it was such a simple request, I didn't bother writing it down! Now do you think I can remember what it was that he asked me to look up??? I've tried all morning. And I did try doing other things (laundry, ironing, made date squares and meatloaf, and wrote a letter) to see if it would just come to me, but alas, it's an empty slate up there in my scattered brain.

LOL! That's all you can do is laugh at yourself!

Speaking of laughing at myself (okay, off topic, but funny anyway), early this morning I tossed out some bread crumbs for the birds. The crumbs landed (accidentally) on two ants who were meandering along the patio. Suddenly they just started scurrying around frantically every which way, trying to find their way out of the bombardment of crumbs. I had this notion they were yelling "the sky is falling, the sky is falling" as they were skittering around. I felt sorry for them, but had to laugh at the thought of seeing the bread crumbs from their perspective.

I know, I'm weird, but it still makes me chuckle. Poor dear ants (well, they're dear to SOMEone)

LOL! Eagle Heart, that is funny about the ants. But I bet instead of thinking the sky was falling, they thought they hit the jack pot with food falling right on top of their little ant heads. They were scurrying around probably thinking, "the Queen (not you JJ ) is gonna love us when we bring all this food back to the colony!"

Either one of these senarios beats ants in your pants. How do I know, don't asks!!!