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Potty Heather Is Now A Harry Potter Fan

I can honestly say my last visit to a movie theatre was sometime in the mid 1990´s! We took “the kids” to see erm, I´ve forgotten what it was. Good name that for a film.

Rating: “Only suitable for persons age 50+” Recommended viewing for those who regularly walk into a room and forget what they were supposed to be looking for.

You might be asking yourself what relevance this has to Harry Potter, so am I. Sincere apologies,, forgot what I was writing about.

Start again: 

Yesterday I ventured into a movie theatre with one of my friends. We went to see the new Harry Potter film called “Fantastic Beasts.”

Official trailer here.

Enter stage left.

Harry Potter

Copyright: Warner Bros

Previous to watching this I was not a fan, perhaps it would be no good if the history of each film was unknown? But hey, go with the flow, and it turned out to be truly fantastic. No need to get tangled up in knots working out connections to past adventures at Hogwarts. This one is set in America, with Harry Potter getting caught up amidst their own witches and wizards. New to him too, and there´s a good comedy aspect throughout.

Never thought I´d ever promote a Harry Potter film! Remembering it might be a problem though. Whilst back on the subject I veered off to earlier, my own lack of memory capacity usually focuses on names, faces, and places. For some strange reason people never seem to forget me (?) So to avoid any embarrassment I resort to the likes of “Hi honey” or some other get out clause.

Guaranteed to make you laugh, here´s a fine example of several “memory capacity blunders” all in one day:

{Author unknown,, might´ve forgot his name}

Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder (AAADD)

This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden.  As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.  So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I’m going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first. I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left.  My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I’d been drinking.

I’m going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don’t accidentally knock it over. The Coke is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.  As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye – they need water.  I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I’ve been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I’m going to water the flowers.  I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.  Someone left it on the kitchen table.  I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I’ll be looking for the remote, but I won’t remember that it’s on the kitchen table, so I decide  to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I’ll water the  flowers. I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.  Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day: –

The car isn’t washed.

The bills aren’t paid.

There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter.

The flowers don’t have enough water.

There is still only 1 check in my check book.

I can’t find the remote.

I can’t find my glasses.

And I don’t remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I’m  really baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I’m really tired.  I realize this is a serious problem, and I’ll try to get some help for it, but first I’ll check my email.

Do me a favour. Remind me who the hell I’ve just sent one to.

Don’t laugh — if this isn’t you yet, your day is coming!!

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.  GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.  LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC.

Harry Potter, who´s Harry Potter???

One thought on “Potty Heather Is Now A Harry Potter Fan

  1. Heather- very funny blog! I did not know Fantastic Beasts was a Harry Potter movie. I thought it was a prequel to Harry Potter with different characters. We all have those days when we are easily distracted. I do agree with you that growing up is optional and laughter is therapeutic.

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