What was I talking about again?

My presentation went well. I believe I managed to be informative without providing so much information that everyone expired of boredom. Even better, for once I did not blush because I was the center of attention. That’s a major accomplishment for me. I always blush.

Anyway, I got through the presentation fine, sat through the rest of the surprisingly interesting meeting, ate my free Corner Bakery lunch, and headed back to my office none the worse for wear. Although I did find myself suffering from a major case of lack of focus-itis.

A case that kept going even after I left work. If my husband didn’t read this blog I could tell you about the silly mistake I made with a present for him, and oh, how we would laugh. But he does read, so instead I guess I’ll have to share my other goofy John story of the week.

On Sunday I learned the shocking truth that John doesn’t like dip. Doesn’t like dip, can you believe it? I was off to the grocery store to pick up a couple of items, and he requested potato chips. And I said, “But we have chips!” “Just plain ones,” he replied. “Well, I’ll be making dip when my mom comes over for the Super Bowl,” I said. And that was when he confessed his secret hatred of dip. So I get to the Giant and I’m looking at all the chips, suddenly concerned that I have no idea what he likes or dislikes anymore. I knew he’d just had salt & vinegar chips, so I didn’t think he want those. And I passed on sour cream & onion, because if he doesn’t like dip, maybe he's also harboring resentment of sour cream (a major component of dip). So after all this careful consideration, what do I buy? Cheddar & sour cream potato chips. Yes, that’s right, the other chips with sour cream in the name. Apparently I’ve been having trouble focusing all week.