So I was on the phone with my Aunt LaNae last night. I told her Kim blogged. She told me she would check it out on Monday, since she only has the internet at work.
I was very confused. I asked her why she wasn't going to work for the rest of the week, then she was confused.
Oh. It's Saturday.
Oh. It's Saturday.
I ate pizza for dinner tonight. My brain told me it was Thursday.
I told LaNae I'm like that dog that drools when a bell rings.
In my house we eat pizza for dinner on Thursdays. This week really threw me off.
Because on Thursday, my friend Saylee told me she really wanted pizza. I told her that's what I was having for dinner, because that's TV night and it's the night we eat pizza for dinner.
So when I walked in the door after practice, I was not expecting my mom to be cooking. But no, there was spaghetti cooking.
"What's today?" I asked
My mom just looked at me.
"I thought it was Thursday."
She laughed at me.
I honestly thought that I had walked around all day thinking it was Thursday when it wasn't. But it was.
I should stop making habits, they just mess with me.
