She Said–An Autopsy of My Brain

Have you ever wondered what the inside of a woman’s brain looks like?

Would you like a peek into mine?

If you really want to see what is important and how a woman’s brain is organized, just look into her purse–see what is there.  See what isn’t there.

So here is my brain dumped out on the table for all to see.  (I’m feeling a bit exposed.)

The housing of my brain, (the purse) is a bit like the housing for my brain (me.)  The purse is worn at the edges, but still a “classic”.  (Okay, if that doesn’t describe me, just give it to me anyways.  This mommy body needs something to hang onto.)  And speaking of hanging on, check out the handles.  They are rounded and stick out from the sides and are a bit worn from all the handling.  ENOUGH!  Quick, let’s move along to the highly intricate brain.

A bottle.  I am the mother of a baby.  He is my little lamb and I love taking care of him–hence the diapers and change of clothes.  Little Man is very important to me.

A Bible in a Ziploc bag.  This is to keep the Bible safe if the bottle should happen to leak.  The Bible is there for emergencies.  Sometimes I need my emergency manual, and sometimes we are just running late and have to have our morning Bible reading in the car.

The Necessaries: wallet, keys, phone, and sunglasses.  I appropriated this wallet from my sister.  It matched my previous purse, and since my sister wasn’t using it; it became mine for keeps.  She had no say in the matter.  That is what sisters do for sisters.

The Keys:  I am showing this item twice just to prove to my Hunni that I do know where they are, and see that carabiner (rock climbing hook)?  That keeps them clipped on so I can actually find them after a trip to the grocery store.

Receipts and Coupons:  I never use either for anything, but I somehow feel that I am being thrifty and responsible by keeping both in another Ziploc bag.

The Beauty Department:  I can’t remember the last time I actually put make-up on in the bathroom.  I ALWAYS put it on while driving.  It is just part of my driving routine.  Carmex for winter, summer, spring, fall, day, night, and Always.  And see that new brush?  I just bought it after FINALLY throwing away the one I’ve used since high school.

The Emergency Room:  Wet wipes, Tylenol, Inhaler, and antibacterial wet wipes.  We can now handle any emergency.

Miscellaneous:  A scrap piece of paper with attempts at learning Arabic, a lottery card, and used Kleenex?????  I’m not sure exactly what all this means about me.

Baseball Schedule, checkbook, and glasses.  There is a definite relationship between sports and the checkbook.

The Toy Department:  Don’t worry, these are not the only toys on hand.  The van has its own arsenal.

The Brush:  We don’t always make it out the door with all the rooster tails slicked down.

The End:  All tucked away in my last year’s summer purse/diaper bag/kitchen sink.

I do not know what all this means.  I just know that my brain looks something like this.

Hope you smiled,

–rebecca

P.S.  If you would like an Emergency Manual for your purse, just answer this question in the comment section below.  “If you could only take five things in your purse, what would they be.”  By commenting, you will automatically be entered for my Give-Away–a purse sized New Testament.  And I will even send it to you in a Ziploc bag. 🙂

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12 Responses to She Said–An Autopsy of My Brain

  1. Penny says:

    Band-Aids, must have Band-Aids. Oh, it’s baseball season. You probably just ran out. 🙂

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  2. bethany says:

    keys
    phone
    mechanical pencil (there are always receipts to write on)
    chapstick
    $5 cash

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  3. Allison says:

    Since I don’t carry a purse anymore (everything’s just thrown into the giant diaper bag), I’ll list the 5 items from the purse I carried in my LBT (Life Before Tate) that regularly make it into said diaper bag…
    Wallet (with pre-pregnancy-weight-labeled driver’s license)
    Cell phone
    Keys
    Mace (there’s a story behind this…too long to type in the comment section)
    Hand sanitizer

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  4. Lisa Buchanan says:

    If our brain is our purse then I’m in a sorry way! When Steve asks me where somethings is and I say “my purse”. I can know that in about 10 seconds my purse will be plunked down beside me and he’ll say “Find it for me.” He will NOT venture in it. As for my five, I’d have to go with my wallet, little bag of make-up/or rather chapstick selection, wipes, diapers size 3 and 4 and hand sanitizer. (My diaper bag is my purse or my purse is my diaper bag, which ever way you look at it.)

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  5. Mom and Dad Whit says:

    Oh my, just 5 things? Can’t do it. Once I got to meeting with my purse and left the DIAPER bag at home. We didn’t get to stay till the end of meeting that night.

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  6. whitsendmom says:

    smile!

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  7. Nancy says:

    5 things i must carry in my purse!
    bandaids- daughter is always cutting herself and will only stop crying when a bandaid is applied to say cut/scratch
    diapers- i refuse to smell a stinky diaper longer than i have too!
    wipes- clean my daughter who loves to eat everything she can, especially sand!
    wallet- can’t leave home with out it. all though i have done that!
    baby toys- so the baby will be entertained everwhere

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  8. Brooke says:

    diapers, wipes, vaseline, chew toys (for a baby not a dog), epi-pen. Yep–all more important than my wallet. The info on the license hasn’t been true for a while now (the weight) and there is never any money in there anyhow and I have my library card number memorized. Good to go : )

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  9. Carol says:

    Passport, bikini and 3 advils. If I don’t end up in Hawai by the end of the day I’ll probably need pain relief.

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