This is an example of a common type of conversation with me.
Daughter-in-law, holding a large freezer bag towards me “What’s this?”
Me, in mid crouch before the wood stove, “they look like…muffins?.
She persists “They look like cupcakes.”
Me, still in mid-crouch, which is getting uncomfortable, and contributing to the feeling of confusion I’m beginning to feel, as I respond with a shrug of my shoulders, universal gesture for “I have no idea.”
Hubby walks in the room and says “Those are chocolate cupcakes.”
At this point my mind has panicked. Which must show on my face ’cause they are both smiling. So I say “ok.” and add another shrug.
Now they are both laughing and I have a strong feeling I am the source of their intense amusement.
Hubby says “Those are the chocolate cupcakes you made while she was away. You made them before Xmas. Remember?”
At this point I am a deer caught in the headlights because I still have no earthly clue. No memory bells ringing, memory files empty or at least memory drawers locked and I lost the key. Realizing they are having fun at my expense, and they won’t drop it ’til I admit I have no idea what they are freakin’ talking about, I say “Oh ya, hmm, I don’t really remember.”
Their laughter dies away much later than my own😁