I correctly anticipated that my younger brother would be out late last evening, and so I opted to tune in a Christmas movie quite early that evening. The movie would be made possible through our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box ─ I believe that I used the Titanium 'app' that is downloaded into the device to locate the working link for the movie.
I prefer straightforward romantic Christmas movies loaded with Hallmark-style emotion, but this movie was a comedy. I almost decided to bypass it, but I am glad that I did not ─ I laughed out loud many times whilst viewing the zaniness as I enjoyed some Alberta Premium rye whisky.
The movie? It was 2005's Just Friends.
It's going onto my list of Christmas movies to watch again when my brother brings over his girlfriend Bev for what is becoming our annual Christmastime two-day Christmas movie binge.
I'm not all that familiar with actor Ryan Reynolds ─ I'm no fan, by any stretch. But actress Amy Smart most certainly was a heart-stealer.
She seemed so familiar to me, even though I did not know her name. I honestly expected that when I researched her, I would find some T.V. series that I followed in which she starred, and the reason for her familiarity would then come dawning with considerable strength and I would wonder how it was that I could not remember her on my own.
But that wasn't the case ─ I have no idea why she seems so familiar.
I'm very familiar with delightful little lovely kook Anna Faris, so her presence in the movie was unexpected and welcome.
Anyway, as I said, I will be rewatching the movie around Christmastime, and I do not mind that one small whit. In fact, it's going to be wonderful seeing the characters once more while in the company of my brother and Bev...and drinks, of course.
I was in bed no later than 10:00 p.m., for I wanted to ensure that I was able to rise early in the a.m. overnight to put in some work on the post I have on the go at one of my six hosted websites, and then get out for a walk before the world got too busy out there.
It was something like 1:50 a.m. when I found myself awake and checked the time, so I decided the night was advanced enough into the a.m. for me to rise.
The website work took me longer than anticipated ─ it would have been nice to have gotten away on my walk as much ahead of 4:00 a.m. as possible, but the reality was that the time had just surpassed 4:20 a.m. by the time I was outside and had locked the front door.
As I have explained before, I need to be back home and into bed before my eldest stepson rises for work ─ which he usually does around 6:00 a.m. if he is working that day. If he gets up and realizes that I am upstairs here at my computer, when he leaves for work he will not likely lock the front door. And knowing this forces me to remain up until after he has gone, for he will most likely just leave for work without checking to see if I am still up.
So it is best that I just get back to bed before he rises for the day.
My walk probably tallied three miles, and I even got in a couple of sets of pull-ups on the gymnastic-style rings at an elementary school playground.
It was fairly frosty out, but the rings were still wet with dew. Regardless, I had brought a pair of gloves just to use for the pull-ups.
It was after 5:30 a.m. by the time I was back home following my uneventful walk through some of Whalley, and I successfully got back to bed before the lad had risen.
Note that while I was on my way back home and passing through Holland Park, I had my cellphone out because I was considering taking a photo of some beautifully lit-up construction cranes atop some nearby developments. In doing so, I noticed that my wife had texted me ─ she was not yet home when I had left the house, for she was still apparently involved in some lengthy 'socializing' after her long Wednesday workday at the Thai restaurant she works at.
The monthly mortgage is probably going to be debited from our chequing account tomorrow, and the account was $500 too short. She had texted to say that she had transferred $600 into the account after having gotten paid. The text had arrived at some point while I was on my walk.
I attempted to text her back, but my stupid iPhone 5 claimed that the message could not be sent because I was "not connected" ─ or something to that effect.
When I got back home, I saw that he had indeed shown up and was by then in bed.
And when I joined her, she was still awake, and told me about her deposit. My monthly pension will probably get deposited into the account in a week's time, but that doesn't solve what had bee this month's mortgage dilemma. My wife did.
It was so darned hard getting back to sleep after that outdoor activity. It may have taken an hour or more. Yet by 8:30 a.m. I was awake enough to opt to get back up again.
As it was to develop, my wife never went to work today, so I was never able to return to bed for a nap. She didn't get up until into the noon hour, if not even slightly after that.
She certainly did a lot of cooking. And somewhere between 5:00 p.m. and 5:30 p.m., she left to probably drive in to Vancouver where she spends her weekends (such is our marriage). She said that she would be back tomorrow, though.
My youngest stepson will be turning 22 during this next week, so my wife wants me to go out with her and the two lads for a supper tomorrow evening at the restaurant where she works. She claimed that she is going to have to make a reservation, so I suppose that I will be committed to this event.
I don't like going out for meals, and this one is going to be taking place at a time when I most prefer to be home and winding down for the day. I'll also have to engage in considerable social interaction, for the couple who own the restaurant are friends of my wife.
And naturally, she will know the working staff.
But at least I will be able to take some photos. And having just made that observation, I have decided it prudent to charge up my phone to be fully prepared.
Now speaking of photos, Google Photos notified me today that it created a five-image collage from some photos that I have in an album ─ photos taken three years ago when my wife had gone back to her home village in Thailand to see her mother again (as well as other family and friends, too).
This is the collage:
Sadly for my wife, I think that all of the photos were taken in the airport as my wife was beginning her trip back home here to Canada.
Of course that is her in three of the photos.
Here are the original photos, beginning with the left column:
I would venture that she is in the Suvarnabhumi International Airport.
The photos I expect to be taking tomorrow will find my wife feeling considerably happier than she was in that Bangkok airport, all alone after having said good-bye to everyone back at the Udon Thani International Airport near to her village of Nong Soong.
It would have been very painful for her.
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