So I ask you is it my age, is it because I?m blonde or can I blame my Mother?
There comes a certain time in your life when other people can use your age as an excuse for those funny little moments you have and for those episodes of complete bizarre behaviour you exhibit. This has become a great bonus to me, as for many years it was the fact that I was and am still blonde that was accredited to my strange behaviour and my husband would quite often blames it on my mother and come to think of it I now believe all have a part to play in my ?peculiar little ways?.
Take the time I went to fill up with petrol. I?ve got a lovely little black Peugeot 207 and I recognise it by its ?Blackness? and its ?cute little shape?. So imagine how surprised I was to find this rather bemused and somewhat irate man trying to get me out of it. It was only when I realised the Interior upholstery was red, a colour I loathe and detest that I accepted I was in the wrong car and got out. He drove of so fast that I?m surprised he didn?t leave the rubber of his tyres behind. He didn?t swear though so was he being respectful of my age?
Then there was the time I decided to pamper my feet, soft soap, massage oil , removal of nail varnish etc. I couldn?t understand why the varnish wouldn?t come off and I noticed that the usual smell of pear drops smelt remarkably like Blueberry but it still didn?t occur to me that I was using shampoo.
My husband usually just laughs at my little ways even when he finds his new razor blades in the freezer and even my cats get used to it, although Harvey really didn?t expect to be locked in the Airing Cupboard all day and I was lucky he didn?t have any mishaps.
I do wonder though, just how much my Mother has influenced my behaviour as many years ago I invited my College friend to lunch and we all walked up to the pub for a quick drink while the dinner was cooking. When we returned home, the smell was horrendous as my mother in her hurry to come out with us had put her slippers in the oven and the chicken in the shoe rack.
So I ask you is it my age, is it because I?m blonde or can I blame my Mother?
Ron thinks it?s all three.
Have you noticed how many times you walk upstairs to get something and when you get there you can?t remember why? Well don?t panic chances are your suffering from the menopause fog