Yesterday as I was running errands around 4:00 with Creed, I was ravenous! I couldn't figure out why I was so hungry, I had the same lunch I've had a few other days (toast, yogurt and an apple because that's a quick lunch) and usually I'm fine.
Fast forward to 9:00 that night. Larry was feeding Creed and I was cleaning up a little. I tell Larry, "Hey, your toast is done."
He says, "What are you talking about? I didn't make toast."
Yikes! I can't even remember to eat toast after I've made it and it's not like it takes two hours to cook; I just had to remember for two minutes. And then hours later I didn't even realize that I didn't EAT the toast!