Memory is a funny thing...

I pride myself on my memory.  My recall of events, trivia, dates, phone numbers, email addresses and medical codes is something that comes easy to me.  Memory can also be a double edged sword causing pain in the most uncomfortable times and places.
Yesterday... I stood in the deodorant aisle at Woodman's and my computer ran through... Sophie, Nic... Jim... recalling the type of deodorant each prefers and if they needed any.  I could not for the life of me recall what deodorant Jim preferred.  I stood there staring at all the men's choices and couldn't remember.
Yesterday was a very good day...