Momentary "Oy":

It helps when you can make yourself laugh.

Take yesterday, when I experienced a semi-senior moment.

My husband and I had walked down to the diner for breakfast. The morning was wet and sloppy, and I had used my umbrella.

I hung it with my husband's coat to drip dry, and by the time I paid the check, I was ready to walk out without it. (My husband, bless him, spotted it and brought it with him.) 

 As we were about a block into our walk home, I thought -- and then said out loud -- Oh! Do you have my umbrella?

  Then I noticed: It was open -- and in my hand!

Ah, the joy of the 50s.