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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).

Monday, 6 January 2020

Epiphany ─ Likely Our Household's Second-to-Last Day of Christmas Lights


My younger brother was home from the bar last evening well ahead of 9:00 p.m., and managed to retain consciousness throughout the remainder of the evening.

What that meant for me was that I sat up with him deep into the midnight hour, operating our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box to allow us to watch episodes of some of the T.V. series we follow. 

One of those episodes was the season two finale of Britannia ─ which we were expecting a whole lot more from. As a result, the episode was quite a letdown. Not much happened at all ─ I can't stand the Druid brothers Veran and Harka (the so-called and supposed "first" and "second" men), so I didn't really give a damn that one of them was killed. 

In other words, big deal...ɴᴏᴛ!

What I did not realize until researching whether there was going to be a third season (as yet one has not been announced), I was surprised to learn that the emaciated brothers Veran and Harka are actually played by the same actor ─ I never suspected, so very well done! 

I had wondered how the folks casting the show were able to find two such scrawny actors. 

I've grown rather fond of the young teen girl Cait ("...the small daughter of a blind father"), as portrayed by actress Eleanor Worthington Cox. I would like to see a lot more of the actress in the future.

Anyway, during the latter part of the evening I was to have two cans of the strong (8% alcohol) beer that I tend to keep in stock.

I slept fairly well overnight, but I rose around 5:00 a.m. to put some work into the post I have in production at one of my six hosted websites, and it was probably around 7:30 a.m. by the time I was back into my bed for a little further sleep.

When next I checked the time, it was 10:01 a.m., so I hustled out of bed ─ I usually join my brother downstairs at that hour to watch some more T.V. via the Android TV Box until the end of the noon hour when he usually retires back to his bedroom to rest up before  heading off for the afternoon to start drinking again.

We still followed that routine, despite my tardy start. And I sought my own bed soon after my brother did his.

The day has been quite dank, with some light rain. I have begun to wonder if there is a possibility that we will make it through the Winter without even a dusting of snow on the ground hereabouts ─ I don't know if that has ever been done before.

Following my nap and then my brother's departure, I went out to the backyard toolshed to have some exercise. As I have reported in the past couple of posts, somehow I incurred some debilitation to both shoulder joints while exercising either last Thursday or Friday, and I was to find myself with far too much pain to even dare a chin-up or pull-up since.

I have no idea what caused the harm ─ it was nothing that I immediately noticed when I was exercising on those two days.

I found this afternoon that if I proceed with great care, I can now pull myself up from a dead hang, but I am not pushing myself. One or two repetitions per each set of eight sets ─ I am not interested in risking crippling damage to my shoulder sockets.

I felt motivated today to research "The Twelve Days of Christmas" ─ I never quite know when we should keep our Christmas lights turned off for the year following the passage of Christmas and New Year's Day.   

Today is actually the first day following those Twelve Days of Christmas, for the first day of Christmas was of course Christmas Day. Since yesterday was the Twelfth Night or Epiphany Eve, today is then Epiphany

Yet most homes seem to have dispensed with their Christmas lights ─ I have felt that having ours still on made our house seem conspicuously odd. Now that I know some of that information above, I feel better about our lights ─ it's the other homes who have gone dark that are falling short. 

Early yesterday morning I made a 2¾-mile hike to do some shopping ─ it was still quite dark when I arrived at the store. During that walk, I made a point of meandering through 'back roads' in the various neighbourhoods along the way ─ I avoided the main roads as much as I could.

In doing so, I was quite delighted and surprised at how many homes and even apartments in those secluded areas still had their lights on in gorgeous display ─ it was so very beautiful to see.

In addition, as you can see at Wikipedia's article Christmas in Ukraine, January 7 is the Eastern Orthodox Church Christmas Day, but the nation celebrates both December 25 and January 7 as Christmas Day to the extent that each of those Christmases is a national holiday! 

Can you imagine?

And if you check out Wikipedia's article on Christmas ─ specifically, the section Date according to Julian calendar ─ Christmas Day is variously celebrated by some Christians on December 25, January 6, January 7, and even January 19 (as it relates to our Gregorian calendar). 

However, since those folks observing Christmas on January 19 are using the Julian calendar, to them the date is actually January 6. It's just that their calendar is considerably out of 'sync' with ours.

So Christmas Day is quite commonly celebrated on January 6 and 7, as well as December 25. But again, many of those cases for January 6 ad 7 are using a Julian calendar, and so for them the date is still December 25 ─ we just translate the date as being January 6 or 7 because that's the date that their December 25 occurs according to our calendar.

It all does seem a muddle, doesn't it?

Regardless, since both today and tomorrow are December 25 and thus Christmas Day according to versions of the Julian calendar, then I feel perfectly okay about having our home's lights aglow on both days for all to behold.

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