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Last weekend was beautiful here in New York and was filled, for my little family, with the sort of varied activities that actually make you feel like you are conducting your life in a way that’s interesting, responsible, and practically overflowing with moments of good parenting. But over the course of the weekend I realized, yet again, that my brain is so full of useless information that the important information I should be remembering instead has no place to land and stick. To wit: FRIDAY NIGHT SATURDAY SATURDAY NIGHT SUNDAY
Posted by: Ames| April 23, 2008 at 02:25 PM Please don't feel bad. As I was reading your article, I was grateful for each and every link. I clicked on almost all of them to read & educate or entertain myself. Sometimes I tell my husband, "Together we are strong" (as in, he will remember some things, and I'll remember others) I am known as the office phone book because I can remember everyone's extension. The way I think I do it is that I picture the person's name and then see their 4-digit phone number. However I can't remember what I had for dinner last night or the name of the person I was introduced to two hours ago! Go figure! I'll give you the phone number my family had when I was in kindergarten (seriously!) if you'll give me the telephone number at my house today (again, seriously). High school boyfriend's high school phone number? Got it. Grandma's phone number in 1970's? Got it. Phone numer of best friend's dorm room? Got it, too. Yet when a colleague asked for my number yesterday, I was blank. (PS: I'll also give you the number of the bank account I had thirty years ago if you'll give me the checking account number on my checks now. ) Wow! So many kindred spirits! Yak's milk is pink. I learned that the year that Trivial Pursuit came out in the U.S. I have an uncanny knack for remembering bits and pieces of the trivial--whether it's personal or general, yet it seems to strike a chord with friends (and leaves some a bit fearful). I guess it masks the fact that I can't seem to remember the "important" stuff because I remember some obscure little details so people must just assume that I have the big stuff under control. (HA!) Kristin, you're not alone on the Pope's name. The other day I was in my car trying to remember what his Pope name is. His pre-Pope name? No trouble. Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger. And I'm the Catholic niece of a Jesuit priest. I do the exact thing!! I have been sitting here reading, laughing outloud, and thinking thank goodness I am not the only one that does this!! Could it be our brains are on over load? I know mine is!! I have 4 kids.. and I could go on, but that says it all. There are two oddball things that I memorized back in 4th and 5th grades. But I can't remember anything lengthy now. Here's my repetoire: The Helping Verbs: am-is-are-was-were-have-has-had-do-does-did-can-could-shall-should-will-would-may-might-must. I just have to jump in about remembering what's "important" and what isn't. First a little tale on myself ... I have always had a horrible memory for names. I know when I see your face I should know your name ... but I rarely do. When I was in high school (over 30 years ago) it was the beginning of the school year and this girl came up to me and starting talking. For the life of me I couldn't remember her name! Finally when I got up the gumption to ask someone, they really gave me a ribbing! Her name amazingly enough was Cindy ... now you'd think I could remember someone with my own name wouldn't you?!!? The other thing is in reference to lost keys. My husband -- who is a world champion "misplacer" (he argues with me if I say he loses everything,) lost a set of keys for the car. They were missing for most of the winter. One day we drive over to my brother's and he meets us at the car. He's standing on the curb (he's 6'3") and reaches up onto the top of our Blazer and ... lo-and-behold ... HAS THE KEYS IN HIS HAND! They had gotten caught up in the luggage rack on the car ... and spent the winter there! We were shocked (because we used that car everyday, putting nearly 100 miles on it at a time.) Needless to say, my brother is always teasing us. "Have we lost any more keys!" To anyone with a key dysfunction: If you only have one of something (one set of keys, one pair of sunglasses, one of whatever you tend to lose most), you'll always know where it is. I can't claim credit for that little gem, though - I read it in a lovely little book called Simplify, that was in our room, while on vacation! So I have only one husband, one child, one pair of sunglasses, and one set of keys. The keys and sunglasses always go back into the same pockets in my purse, which lives on the same chair when I'm not using it. Whale It's simply a gift. I have it and keep it going, by multiple methods and modalites. I'm a full time educator and I teach seniors to rgain and retain memory, which enables me to do the same....I'm 60 years young . Hi there, Just wanted to say that I really agree with "justanote". A good friend once asked me if, on the day I did, I'd rather be known as someone who knew a lot of facts or someone who provided for people (whether it's a lending ear or just spending time with them) and I have chosen the latter. I'm sure that the author remembering small details makes the person with the lilies feel special. So what if you can't remember specifics about Obama - politics changes everyday and you CAN look facts up at any moment! Take care! The key words I zoned in on are "kitchen remodel". That will make anyone's head hurt. When you have young children, you must remember not only your information, but all of theirs (their schedules, their friends, their likes and dislikes). First of all, relax. Your brain is overloaded, but this is a short-term worry. Things that I truly want to remember I jot down in my little notebook that fits in my purse. I work crossword puzzles and watch word game shows, like Jeopardy, to keep my mind sharper. In the 1970's at some point, (I was probably about 7-8 yrs old) a man cut my mother off on the highway. I still know his license plate number. (WHY?!??!) RHG-687 (NJ) I once had a boss who equated our brains with a bucket. He said that each brain was like a large bucket...over time it fills up with information...and then overflows. This is why a lot of people can still recall things from childhood (for instance the name of the girl in your kindergarten class photo who was squooshing you so you were almost not able to be seen in your row, thanks DIANA HAMERAL, kindergarten class of 1971!) I think it makes a good deal of sense. |
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I had this fantastic moment during a teambuilding session at work. We were playing a game, Wits and Wagers, which relies on obscure trivia for most of its content. The original question was "When was the compound microscope first invented?" With no brain for numbers, I of course did not fare well on this question, but when the Bonus Question, "Who is credited as being the inventor of the compound microscope?" was asked, "Anton Von Leeuwenhoek!!!!" slipped from my lips. I have no idea where that nugget of information had been living in my brain until that point. In a shared moment of stunned silence, my co-workers and I stared at each other. Throughout the game, many of those instances followed... needless to say, I've been a big part of their bar trivia team ever since!