Mental Sampler 31

Beorn can differentiate Saturday from all other days of the week. On Saturdays, we have popcorn and apples for breakfast, and he gets apple slices off my plate. It’s the only day of the week when he calls out for us if we sleep in, and when we come down, he continuously wheeks for us to start apple time from the moment I pour my first coffee.

We would prefer not to eat popcorn or apples first thing in the morning, but there is only so long the pig can wait. And it’s super impressive that he doesn’t anticipate apples on Sunday mornings or any other day of the week. He only does this on Saturdays. Smart pig.

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I’ve never seen Paddington, but they were heavily promoting Paddington in Peru while we were in the UK this winter, and I decided that I wanted to see the first movie because everyone said it was wonderful.

I wrote myself a note. Then I forgot about it. Then I found the note and promptly returned to saying I wanted to watch Paddington. Then I forgot about it. Then I found the note…

I feel like this is the story of my life. Deciding I want to do X, writing it down, forgetting about it, finding the note, realizing I want to do X, forgetting about it, repeat, repeat, repeat.

I still haven’t seen Paddington.

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I wanted to go to the beach this weekend, but Josh had a work event and it made no sense to go away for a single night. I decided to stage my own beach vacation in the living room. I’m getting the snacks I like at the beach and placing a blanket on the floor and putting on the sound of waves and reading books.

Is it a beach vacation? No. I am not biking to the beach and smelling salty air and hearing real seabirds and watching the waves. But I’m getting close-ish to it. Sort of.