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I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of Montréal.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Saturday, 16 November 2019

Serendipity


I was annoyed when my younger brother showed up ahead of 8:00 p.m. last evening from wherever it was that he had been drinking, for I did not feel like sitting up late yet again operating our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box to fetch episodes of some of the T.V. series we follow. Doing so robs me of any opportunity to rise early in the a.m. and getting away on a walk of some description.

I was even hoping to get away very early to do some shopping this morning at the Real Canadian Superstore outlet (Google map) that is a little over 2¾ miles from here where I live. It opens at 7:00 a.m.; and since I do not drive, I have to get around by walking. I abhor doing so during the busy daytime.

Well, to my relief, my brother began snoring after probably more than halfway through the first episode that I tuned in. That was my excuse to shut things down and leave him basic cable to amuse himself with.

I was to bed just ahead of 10:00 p.m.

Rarely do I get to sleep easily; nor do I sleep the night through. I sleep in blocks of sleep ─ the researchers call such sleep fractured sleep.

By 2:00 a.m. I was awake and prepared to rise, although I misdoubted the likelihood of still having it within me to be hiking off on any such enterprise by 6:00 a.m., for I felt lacking.

I put some work into the post I have in development at one of my six hosted websites. And then because my brother had come home last evening thereby interrupting a Christmas movie I had been watching, I decided to watch the final third of it ─ roughly a half hour.

I also had a wee bit of Jack Daniel's in a small glass that I had not finished during the movie last evening, so that small drink of enhancement was to accompany my resumption of the 2001 movie Serendipity.

Is it really a Christmas movie? I didn't much think so. Christmastime just seemed to be a backdrop during the movie.

I am no John Cusack fan, but he performed well enough as the lead actor. It was lead actress Kate Beckinsale who was the major lure to keep me invested in the plot.

I was familiar with her name, but I had no reason why. I could not think of anything that I may have seen the lovely English actress in before. Her accent would have stuck in my mind.

It was only while researching the movie for this post just now that I suddenly realized who she is ─ she is the vampire 'hit woman' in the Underworld movies. It is no wonder that I could not identify who the actress was in Serendipity where she played a tender and romantic young thing.

And now I'm very much impressed by her ─ she looked fabulously sexy in her skintight black outfits (and was a believably formidable fighter) in those action horror movies!

As for Serendipity, I do admit enjoying it. However, I do not buy into the possibility of the sequence of convoluted coincidences that made the 'happy ending' possible. 

I did not appreciate the John Cusack character pretty much jilting his fiancée (played by Bridget Moynahan) ─ that woman adored and loved him, and she would have made a fantastic and loving wife.

The only way that the coincidences could have been arranged that brought the John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale's characters together "several years" after they had first met and lost each other, would have been if God Himself was working those miracles. The movie had nothing to do with any miracle-wielding Santa Claus ─ it was not that kind of Christmas movie.

Why would God or any other similar cosmic entity care about the two characters so much as to make happen what supposedly did happen? Not once did either of the characters ever actually pray.

I've prayed plenty throughout my life, but never has a major prayer of mine come true. Any trivial or minor prayers that seemed to have been answered were most likely just...well...coincidences ─ outcomes that had nothing whatsoever to do with the workings of God.

It has been those major prayers that I direly needed to have seen answered, but which never were.

So no ─ God was not working miracles for these two people whom He had no reason to have singled out. Or were they somehow better or superior human beings than any of us?

Of course not.

Nevertheless, even though the movie was a preposterous and bogus fairy tale, I did enjoy it. But I am not going to include it in the collection of Christmas movies that I will select for watching when my younger brother brings over his girlfriend Bev for what has become our two-day Christmastime Christmas movie binge.

Seeing it once was quite enough.

But back to my early morning.

Following watching the remainder of that movie, it was a little after 5:00 a.m. If I had any hope of going shopping ─ and I needed to go before daylight ─ then I needed to try and have a bit of a nap.

I returned to bed, but I just could not force myself to relax and stop being anxious about my hike. So before too very long, I had risen again. I then decided to have myself a mug of hot, black instant coffee.

That did help, but finishing it took me beyond 6:00 a.m. And by the time I readied and set off, it was 6:24 a.m. and spraying a very fine rain outside.

I never got any farther than maybe a mile before giving it up. Already the day was busy out there; and the grey, dark sky was beginning to lighten with the coming dawn.

And so it was that I gave up the venture and worked my way back home. All told, I got in a walk of about two miles ─ maybe a tad over that.

Back home, I remained up until around 8:30 a.m. before returning to bed, and not rising again until after 11:00 a.m. And late in the afternoon, I had yet another nap, returning to bed for something over an hour.  

I am thinking of getting out this evening and maybe making the four-mile round trip hike to the government liquor store for a couple dozen cans of the strong (8% alcohol) beer I keep in stock, but it is already after 8:00 p.m. ─ I would need to leave here as soon after 10:00 p.m. as possible to comfortably make it to the liquor store before its 11:00 p.m. closure.

And if my younger brother cooperates by not coming home this evening and spending the night at the home of his girlfriend Bev, then before undertaking that journey, I would first like to enhance my mood for the hike by having a little drink and watching some of another Christmas movie (yet to be decided upon).

Before closing this post, I want to post the two-image collage that Google Photos created today to commemorate this date three years ago when my wife was in Thailand to visit her mother (and of course, some other family and friends). 

This is the collage:


That is my wife in the first image.

The setting was near the city of Udon Thani (maybe the first photo was actually in that city) ─ my wife in fact took three photos of that green caterpillar, which somewhat surprises me. Perhaps she did so for my sake.

Anyway, here are the two original photos that she took right around November 16, 2016:



And that's it for today. It's already after 8:00 p.m., as I said; I still have to find myself a Christmas movie and get into a little drinking.

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