I'm slow--Bop It

I sat on the floor laughing, almost pathetically last night...at the fact of how slow
my brain registers information.  We got two Bop-It's for Christmas.  I picked one up that day, but not again till last night.

My middle daughter was bragging about her high score.
My youngest told me hers.
BD started playing too.

So, I thought--what the heck--it can't be that hard.

Wow--what do I know??
I never got past 14...which means I got 14 correct in a row.
And you only three options:
Bop-It
Twist
Pull

For the first few tries I got 5 & 7...
I closed my eyes, trying to focus in--blocking out the TV, chatter and my eternal
ear-ringing.
But O-M-G..I sucked.
To the point my girls thought I was doing it half on purpose.

And then I realized how slow I truly am.
I am rarely reactionary.
I think.
Ponder.
Analyze.

It can take me days to realize someone's intentions or smart-ass remarks.
Unless I am on my game that day and all the stars are aligned...or if I'm dancing the night away.

So-I'm with my BFF plus one last night...we're drinking some Baileys and coffee,
laughing about life--when I said, "Wow I realized how slow I am today..."
That sent them into hysterics, because evidently they just said the same thing about me
the day before...My BFF explained how and why this came up, while my other BF
said I am a Muse.
She has called me this many times before.
I am ok with that.
She plainly sees I am not at the same level they are...and anyone who loves me,
hopefully knows that about me...sometimes this idea makes me sad.

Other times, like last night, it just makes me laugh.
Or when I play Bop-It.