psychic?

Some friends were over (gaming night). One asked Cindy and I if we were coming to their party in a couple of weeks. We both thought no, but couldn't remember why. Friends left. I cleaned up after them. Came in here read LJ for a while, we talked about a few things. She left the room. I checked some more e-mail, then finally got around to looking at our calendar. I saw the potential scheduling conflict, and contemplated yelling over my shoulder, but I wasn't sure where Cyn was in the house. At that moment, she opened the bathroom door and said, "we have the symphony that night."