I need to know who's memories are wrong. I have some unique memories that Roseann seems to think are hers. Seriously. One of them being the time Madeline and I were attacked on Bradlee's path. I know it was just me and Madeline going down the path but Roseann seems to think it was her too. I may have to email Madeline, as much as I don't want to. But this is getting bad. No matter what we talk about our memories of things are so opposite that I want to scream. People think it's funny but either I'm losing my mind or Roseann is losing hers. I'm afraid it's her though. Because one memory she insisted on for years, and finally realized she was wrong, is that my mother used to make something called Toad in the Hole. My mother made friend eggs one way and one way only. And I'm not the only one who would have been grossed out by making it inside the toast. Gag! My mother would have hated it!! Another time she had the memory of being parked with me and Allen on Coon Hollow Road when we saw the brush fire. Um ... no -- Allen and I were having a private moment and she was NOT there.
She remembers Ricky trying to crawl out her car's back window while we were driving to New Haven. No, that happened at Assumption or St. Joe's parking lot in Ansonia after a dance. I don't think we went to the dance but were maybe picking Ricky up.
For the most part I just agree with her so I don't have to see people laugh at us. It's really not anywhere near as funny as they think it is. But when it's my very own memory like my mom's eggs or that horrible attack on the path -- I will not budge. I'm really at the point of asking her not to share memories or just avoiding her and I don't want either. But I can't keep this up for too much longer. :(
Oh yea, another memory of hers that's not true -- that I had a bike with hand brakes. First off, I had a normal bike with pedal brakes because I paid for half of it myself -- Robert paid for the other half. And bikes with hand brakes were NOT common and off the wall expensive and I hated them anyway. That one I called her on.
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