This morning I dropped off a babka at Friend #4's house. Friend 4 is named Caroline (but pronounced Carolyn, which messed me up for a while.)
I rang the bell because there was a car in the driveway. "Her husband's name is Brennan, not Brendan," I chanted. "Brennan. Brennan."
"Hi, Brennan!" I said when he answered. "Is Catherine here?"
"Catherine?"
"I mean Caroline," I said just as her dog got out. "Scout! Scout!"
Her dog's name is Scotch. Friend #2's dog's name was Boo, so that explains that neural shortcut.
And then I went home and slept all night, Temperature is 99.6 and I have a cough. This comforts me.
If you were dropping babka off at MY house you could call my husband and my pets ANY-THING you wanted.
Posted by: Christy | September 15, 2009 at 08:55 AM
But it must be a comfort that your neural glitches are so literary, surely?
Posted by: Big Dot | September 15, 2009 at 04:06 PM
Friend #2's dog was named Radley. How's the fever?
Posted by: 3 | September 15, 2009 at 07:31 PM
And my husband's name is BrennOn. He wants to know why somebody who doesn't know us is dropping off baked goods at our house and whether it's safe to eat them. Once I said, "Honey, that's Ellen, of the tea parties!" he knew who you were and enjoyed your pasties.
It is yummy. I'm eating some right now. Thank you.
Posted by: Caroline | September 15, 2009 at 09:10 PM
Christy - What if the babka were potentially contaminated with swine flu?
Big Dot - Well, yes, it is a comfort. God bless Friend 2 for the literary dog-naming.
3 - Damn and I knew that. Fever is high.
Caroline - enjoyed my pasties? Should I tell you what he was wearing when he opened the door?
Posted by: TheQueen | September 16, 2009 at 12:42 AM
Friend #2's dog was named Radley.
Posted by: Hot Mom | September 16, 2009 at 07:49 AM
Wow. That was an excellent typo.
Posted by: Caroline | September 16, 2009 at 07:03 PM
Hot Mom - yes, Marcia already established that above.
Caroline - Dodging the door-opening question.
Posted by: TheQueen | September 16, 2009 at 09:17 PM
The swine flu is just the flu. And I could stand to lose a few pounds in the next couple of weeks -- got any Babka left?
Posted by: Christy | September 17, 2009 at 09:15 AM
Christy - wait - you have Dierbergs access. Get your own babka!
Posted by: TheQueen | September 17, 2009 at 11:32 PM
Dierberg's access? In the CITY? The Dierbergs are afraid of the urban jungle and all I have are Schnuckses.
Posted by: Christy | September 18, 2009 at 02:24 PM
Plus, I'd really like to catch the swine flu.
Posted by: Christy | September 18, 2009 at 02:24 PM
Christy - Yeah, I was a little bummed I wasn't the first girl on the block with swine flu.
Posted by: TheQueen | September 18, 2009 at 03:32 PM