How fun was our wedding song trivia that I threw at you last week? I loved reading all of your comments about our possible choice and your choices too….I thought it was funny that many of you don’t even remember your song. Only one person guessed correctly. Bijoux realized that I had weird taste in my younger years when I chose a Mariah Carey song for our first dance. What was I thinking? Who knows; I was so young and my brain had not fully developed. I suppose we’re fortunate that I didn’t choose a Billy Idol or Adam Ant tune because I was semi-obsessed with both of them. Wait a minute, White Wedding would have been apropos!
Funny though back in the early 2000’s the Coach and I were at the wedding of one of our employees; a couple that were quite a few years younger than us and they chose the SAME Mariah song for their first dance. I suppose we might have been trendsetters. But probably not.
Please remind me after Lolo’s wedding to share what song she/they chose, you know I’ll forget right? It’s not until late October, so I might forget a lot of things by then.
A few weeks ago I was searching for something light to watch and stumbled upon My Octopus Teacher on Netflix.
It was a mesmerizing documentary; it literally pulled me in (with it’s tentacles) from the very start. The Coach arrived home shortly after I started watching it and he enjoyed it as well; but of course he watched it with both of his skeptical eyeballs. I don’t recall why or when, but there were tears streaming down my face at one point. If you know me at all, this is NOT a rare occurrence, but this was the first time I remember crying about an octopus. The gist of it is this gentleman (who can hold his breath for days I think) visits the same octopus everyday for just short of a year and they create a bond.
After it was over I said to the Coach that “I need an octopus. Who knew they had personalities?”
Of course Mr. Skeptical thought the octopus wasn’t as friendly as he appeared and only came to visit this guy because he had some sort of fish food on his hands. Whatever Donnie Downer.
Can someone else watch this and confirm MY feelings. Pretty please with a tentacle on top?
Well, if I say much more, we won’t have anything to talk about later. (I love quoting my Grandma!)