Is This Really Happening Already? Who's Kidding Who? It's Been The Story of My Life...

I forgot my son's first T-ball practice.

Seems simple enough, I know. But all week long I had been remembering. All day long I had been rehearsing to friends the detail of the time of the practice and how excited he was about this new adventure.

Just a couple of hours before the designated time of arrival I told Mike Tomford about the scheduled event. So when Judy (his wife) called him to say that she and I had overstayed our coffee-talk causing me to miss bringing Merrick to practice, he incredulously asked how I could have forgotten. After all, I had just told him -- with enthusiasm, no less -- all about it. How could I so quickly forget?

That's what we all keep wondering these days.

*sigh*

Poor Rick. That poor, poor man...