I say i'm losing my mind all the time. But it's really, honest to God true.
We went out to dinner to celebrate a friend's birthday recently and when asked how old I would be later this month I said 30. Brian looked at me like I had three heads and said, "um, you mean 29?". Seriously, who ages themselves a year? And a big milestone year at that? Weird.
Innocent enough mistake, you say? Well just wait for this one. I pull into a spot in the Target parking lot, turn off my car, and look down at my lap. There are spots on my pants. I wipe at them, and more spots appear. I start to panic that I've really lost my mind as the spots keep coming and some slightly fade. Then I look up and see raindrops on my windshield. My hallucinated spots are simply shadows from the raindrops on my wind shield.
Seriously folks. These boys have sucked out half off my brain cells. Brian really might have to lock me up and throw away the key someday.