July 19, 2005

Shed2's Demise

Y’all have heard about Shed2’s demise. What you did not hear was the brief conversation that occurred as its functionality as a shed ceased.

I have inherited this horrible inability to remember words, just like my Mom, who came by it honestly from her Mom, Nana. Every time I am panicked that I am in fact suffering from some horrible neurological disorder that will render me incapable of remembering a simple word like refrigerator, I remember that I am just following in the footsteps of my Mom and Nana and that this is normal in our family. And the way around this is… we describe the item of which we are speaking.

For instance, if I can’t remember the word ‘counter’, I’ll say, “You know, that flat surface in the kitchen that you set things on”.

Unfortunately, it happens with more than just nouns. The part of speech is irrelevant. I can forget the word for an adjective or verb just as easily. It is what it is. I have found though, that I counter it all with trying to keep my speech patterns as simple as possible as it’s usually the larger words in my vocabulary I find the most elusive. I have no problems understanding others extensive vocabularies… I just cannot use one myself.

So... as frustrating as this oddity is in our family, it can also be really quite funny. Honestly, I think my Mom wasn’t even aware I suffered this same affliction until tonight when I called for clarification for this post. Mom is the one who laughs at herself the most about it and we all laugh when she describes whatever moment occurred when this ‘forget the name of the object’ affliction reared its ugly head once again.

Hurricane Dennis was in full force. The winds were blowing at full hurricane forces with gusts that were taking down trees. My folks live in a ranch style home and my Mom was watching out the back windows, when TGOO’s Shed2, red barn wannabe, took out a side fence, bounced across the back yard, took flight, hurdled the next fence and landed in the neighbor’s yard.

Staring out of the window in utter amazement, she looked to TGOO who was lying on the floor doing what he does (either reading or taking a cat nap), and proclaimed to him, “There goes your bolted down thingy!”

TGOO has lived with this his whole life and the interaction when this happens is always amusing. He sits up and says, “What… in… the… hell… is my… bolted down thingy?”

She says by the time he got up, it was gone. Shed2 was already in the neighbor’s yard.

And that… is the rest of the story…

Posted by Boudicca at July 19, 2005 10:21 PM | TrackBack

That's great... I have that same issue, except I will make up phrases that really have nothing to do with what the object is called or make up words just for the hell of it. Such as one spring I got into a friend of mine's car. He had a bottle of water that had frozen. During the day while the sun was up it had cause a nice green house effect in the car effectively starting to MELT the ice even though it was still below freezing out. I however couldn't remember the word melt so with out a blink of the eye I uttered this phrase, "Look, your water is anti-freezing."

Posted by: Contagion at July 19, 2005 10:49 PM

The ladies in my family have this too. We refer to it as "some-timers"....not clever or funny, but easy to remember. The women in my family are also forget the punch lines to jokes. Which just sucks.

Posted by: ArmyWifeToddlerMom at July 20, 2005 12:27 AM

I don't usually forget words, but I was once so flustered that I forgot the word for "ceiling", to my shame, and to the amusement of my date.

I was gesturing like an idiot, saying, "you know..the thing at the top of the room. Like that thing up there. The anti-floor." Heh. No second date for me!

Posted by: Sally at July 20, 2005 05:11 AM

No one else in my family has this problem. But me. Now I understand why you never cracked a smile when I was trying to talk and described an object versus saying it. You were use to it!!

Posted by: vw bug at July 20, 2005 06:26 AM

This mostly happens to me with actors' names, but occasionally with household objects, too.

Posted by: Harvey at July 20, 2005 07:25 AM

Ahhh! I do this ALL THE TIME! I'm talking daily...sometimes multiple times a day. It drives me crazy! I couldn't remember "pinball machine" the other day when talking to my sister.

I don't get it, but it makes me feel utterly stupid at the moment!

It's a pain in the ass when you are up in front of people training!

Posted by: Sissy at July 20, 2005 07:35 AM

I suffer from this afliction too and at work it gets very amusing trying to describe a part to people and them laughing their asses off.

Posted by: Machelle at July 20, 2005 09:19 AM

Ah yes, Spurs knows this affliction of mine all too well. But instead of saying "You know, the thing" I think it's more important to say it twice..."You know, the thing thing". Needless to say he does have to laugh after repeating to me what the "thing thing" is that I was referring to :) My family calls it CRS (can't remember shit) and we are all unfortunately afflicted with it.

Posted by: Napster at July 20, 2005 05:20 PM

Yeh, well, me too. I sometimes struggle _against_ a huge vocabulary (I really did have our family's huge two-volume dictionary set under my bed when I was a kid to use as backup reading material: no plot, but lotsa great descriptive narrative... ), and still... still I emulate my mom sometimes. What's the word for that? Transitory selective aphasia? Ephemeral alogia? No, those aren't the word. Those are phrases.

Oh, well, now that I've described the condition, maybe someone can help me recall the word I'm searching for...

Posted by: David at July 20, 2005 10:39 PM