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I have nothing right off the top of my head, but if I had all the money form answering Jeopardy answers correctly I'd be rich!
 
I can’t remember trivia anymore for the most part but here is the one piece of useless trivia that I recall:

Your front teeth are 1/16 the width of your face and inversely proportional to the shape of your face.
Wow, I don't know if thats amazing or weird but it is really interesting to me & you are right in bolding useless! Lol! I will mentally file it under "pointless maths underlying the world"
 
Nothing - I have nothing. My husband has to remember which movies I have seen
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Lol! I get weird movie deja vu a lot, we eventually put it down to actors being type cast & plots & themes being recycled
 
As soon as I read this, my brain was already answering "Roberts". I am so the queen of useless information. I am the person that people say "Ooh, call Jess, she'll know the answer!" Who sings Jenny 8675309? Who played Darren Stevens first? Just stupid stuff. I like to play 6 degrees of separation with my useless celebrity knowledge.
:compcoffee you are the queen! No idea re: your Jenny, all I can hear in my head now is lyrics to Jenny from the Block (lol am on my phone & Google keyboard anticipated I was going to finish that as Jenny from the gallery! It doesn't have the same rhythm but I like it!)
 
So, I'm trying to get Naomi (who's nearly 13) more comfortable with cooking and baking unsupervised. To ease her into things, I bought these little baking kits. They only use 1 egg and a bit of milk and oil and it makes like 6 cookies or 4 brownies. I thought she could try doing it herself after school before I got home from work. Last week, we did our routine where she'd call me after school, and I'd tell her her options for after-school snack. "You could make that little cookie mix for you and your sister," I suggested.
"I made those two weeks ago, MOM." *insert tween snark*
"No, you made the brownies. But there's still a cookie mix in the cupboard. Just go check."
"Mom, it's not there. I made the cookies. You even ate one."

Naomi baking is such a momentous occasion that I couldn't believe I had forgotten it. How bad was that chocolate chip cookie that I'd had to erase it from memory? I have the memory of an elephant. I never forget anything. When I got home, I checked the cupboard, and there was no baking mix. But, seriously... where had it gone? I still couldn't accept that I'd forgotten. I hunted high and low. I suggested maybe the mix had been used for something else, or that Naomi had turned on the oven without asking first. Naomi yelled, and then slammed her bedroom door because I'd called her a liar. There was definitely another explanation, because I don't forget things. There's no way I'd forget (1) my kid doing something I'd been trying to get her to do for 2 years, and (2) a delicious cookie.

My husband got home and told me that he also remembered me giving Naomi permission to bake the cookies on a Saturday afternoon, and that I myself had eaten one. Now, they are ganging up on me. I'm being gaslit. I try to convince my husband he's remembering the brownies, not the cookies. He pulls out his phone and shows me a picture of Naomi holding a baking tray with 6 cookies on it.

I seriously need to get more sleep.
 
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