My Memory is not What it Once Was :(

I'm starting to worry about myself.  I think that I have a full blown case of CRS.  Well, that is what my mom used to call it, Can't Remember Sh**.  Even though I worked on the serve it up dinner for the volleyball team, I forgot to do my "parent" part and bring donations for the snack bar.  That is always nice when a board member doesn't do their part.  Certainly not setting a good example.  By the way, it was my daughter that reminded me to put the items in my car before I came to her volleyball game so I could turn them in and get checked off on the list.  (Thanks Amy)  My problem is, this is not an isolated case.  This morning I did remember that my work schedule is a bit different and last night I planned that I would bring a book and enjoy some "me" time doing something I love, and seldom find time for, reading.  I got to school early but, you guessed it, no book.  Such a bummer.  I was really looking forward to reading.  Yesterday I forgot to let the teacher know that another teacher was going to be bringing her class through our room at a specified time.  Now why was it surprising when she opened the door with all her little kiddos behind her?? Ugh, nothing like having to apologize for something ridiculous like that, definitely not a good first impression!  I also have been constantly forgetting to put my phone in my purse when I leave the house.  Now this is a funny story, you should have seen me pushing the talk button on my steering wheel and saying loudly, "Call Home."  I did it a couple of times before I looked at the dash and read that it couldn't find a paired phone.  Yeah, thank goodness no one was in the car with me!  My kids already think I am an idiot, didn't need to provide them with some evidence.  Today after I was on my way home from work I realized that I left my half full coffee cup on the counter by the sink... Again!  I try to remember to rinse it and bring it home each night because we tend to have an ant problem in the classroom, yuck.  But no, not only did I miss out on my yummy coffee, now I am dreading what the counter will look like on Tuesday.  Hopefully someone saw it and dumped it out. So anyway, I was really starting to feel all alone in this, but then I talked to my friend Jananne tonight (hope she doesn't mind me sharing this, my dad always told me it is easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask permission).  It seems that yesterday after she picked up Will to take him along with her son to practice she dropped them off at the high school, not normally a problem, but last night's practice was at an elementary school clear on the other side of town.  I guess she had to go back and get them and then drive them all the way down to Seal Beach.  She called it a "blond moment."  I like it!  Maybe that is what I'll call what I have too, I won't have to explain so much.