Crappy Friend Strikes Again!

I like to think that I'm a great friend, and that all of my friends would agree with me.

But they know the truth. That sometimes I'm a really crappy friend who forgets birthdays, and RSVPs for parties and then no-shows.

Take this weekend, for example. I'd planned on going to a party that VA was hosting, visiting with all my chickadees, showing off my Little Man, and maybe spending some money that I don't have. My friend, Miss Arkansas and her hubby came into town, and we had a great time. Sunday rolled around and my mind was so focused on the upcoming week (my second week back at work) while I was shopping in the middle of Walmart (one of the greatest stores that ever existed. I mean, really, where else can you find a frozen dinner, a t-shirt, and a bicycle?) when I got The Call.

"Kim?"

"Hey, Miss Arkansas, what's up? Are you guy's having a safe trip home?"

"Um, are you not at VA's for the party?"

Oh shit. Crappy friend strikes again! Seriously, why is it so hard for me to remember this stuff? Does my brain just hit the delete button at 5 PM on Friday's?

I'm going to have to find a way to make it up to her. Right after I find a way to make it up to Miss Arkansas that I forgot her birthday this year. Again.

Does anyone else have this problem? Or am I the only crappy one out there? More than likely, I'm just the biggest crappy one. Or the crappiest of the crappy. God, I've been changing too many diapers lately. Maybe that's why I have crap on my brain...