Memory of Lilacs

Well, week 2 of school is here.  It's going to be a busy term.  I come home every Tuesday and Thursday with massive headaches - the take-medication-then-sleep-it-off kind.  I assume I will get used to the work load and the headaches will diminish.  Let's hope.

What I found out in class yesterday: 

There are other people who don't have my excellent short-term memory.  This still shocks me.  (I sound like the cockiest person ever, huh?)  It's something that I do so, so easily that I assume other people should be able to as well.  Here's how it went:

We had 60 seconds to look at a magazine page with a ton of information on it and take in as much as possible.  Then we were to tell a partner everything we remembered.  So I did that.  And the look on her face when I finished ... something like awe.  I wanted to disappear.  I wasn't trying to show off.  It's just ... it's not hard for me.

Thinking about my short-term memory always brings me back to why I have historically been so skeptical about what Intelligence is.  When people would tell me that I'm smart, back in the day when people did that, I'd always just roll my eyes.  Having a good short-term memory is NOT the same thing as being smart. 

But what I've come around to is that it doesn't hurt, either.  Thank you, whichever fate decided to bless me with a cool memory.  And curses to the one that gave my husband an awful one.  :)

Here's some happiness for you guys:

I wish I could also send the AMAZING scent over the internet, too.  Pure heaven.

(I post the "same" picture every year.  Can't get enough.  And they're at MY HOUSE!!!  People who don't like plants - how do they live?)