As I expected last evening, my brother was late arriving home by bus from wherever he had gone to meet up and drink with one or two of his friends.
I suppose that I was into my bed by 10:00 p.m., but I was never to sleep for very long at any one time ─ I doubt that I ever managed a full hour. I checked the time around 11:15 p.m. after finding myself awake and wondering if it might be late enough that my brother would have gone to bed and I could rise and put work into the post I have begun at one of my six hosted websites.
It is rare that my brother goes to bed ahead of midnight, so I tried for more sleep.
When next I checked the time, it was 12:20 a.m., so I decided to rise then. Upon opening my bedroom door, I saw from the light seeping beneath my brother's bedroom door that he was quite newly into his bedroom.
I was to remain up until maybe at least 4:30 a.m., but I was to have no better good fortune in sleeping upon returning to my bed. It seemed that each time I found myself awake after a bit of sleep and made a check of the time, it was less than an hour after the previous check.
I finally rose around 9:20 a.m. My brother had been downstairs watching T.V. since at least 8:00 a.m., for I had risen to use the bathroom at that hour and witnessed him below reclined in his living room chair in front of the telly.
As I usually do during the week, just ahead of 10:00 a.m. I went downstairs to fix up my day's first hot caffeinated beverage and join him for some T.V. ─ by which I mean, I put our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box into operation and we catch a few episodes of T.V. series we follow.
We were to watch the final two episodes of Marco Polo. What a disappointing conclusion that second season of the series was!
It was no conclusion ─ it was perfectly apparent that we were left with a cliffhanger for a third season that is never to be. And this sort of nonsense seems to happen quite a lot with T.V. series we have been watching over the past couple or so years.
Sure, I could always read about how a specific ended T.V. series is going to conclude, but I don't want to do that. I want to finally get to the terminating episode and enjoy all of its surprises.
I wonder when studios first began doing this to fans? That is, terminating a series with no conclusion whatsoever? I cannot remember it ever happening in the 1960s, 1970s, or 1980s.
Of course, back then, T.V. series episodes were generally complete storylines unto themselves ─ there was not usually a long-running plot extending over the course of the series that needed an ultimate resolution. Exceptions were shows like The Fugitive.
Dallas of course was an example of a series that had an actual long-running plot line instead of singular stories that were told each and every episode, but it wasn't one where there was ever supposed to be a complete tying up of all the threads. It was like life itself ─ ever unfolding.
This more recent business of series rooking viewers in, and then just collapsing with not even a concession to loyal fans of one final concluding episode, is unconscionable.
I want to talk about something else ─ Ceylon cinnamon.
Last month I read an article apparently published back then on May 22 at HSIonline.com titled as follows:
Since possibly early last year, I have been putting up with what may be just such a health complaint ─ it's either that, or a prostate pathology.
I have tried a few remedies targetting both conditions, but there has never been a change. The burning remains.
So now I am going to give the cinnamon a trial.
I placed an order for it with Amazon Canada ─ along with an order for another product ─ just two days ago. Today, the Ceylon cinnamon showed up ─ even though I do not have Amazon Prime.
And so I have taken the first two capsules that serve as a daily serving. The bottle contains 75 such servings (150 capsules).
The actual brand I bought is produced by a company called Smokey Mountain Nutritionals, LLC, and the specific product can be viewed here (for however long it is available):
https://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B07R5C5T7Y
However, I did a search for Ceylon cinnamon at Amazon U.S.A. that can be found at the top of this post, should anyone be interested.
Will my purchase prove of any benefit? Obviously I will have to wait and see. I only bought the one bottle, but I might make another purchase in a month or so when this bottle is running low.
Or maybe I'll buy actual Ceylon cinnamon. We have the more common and cheaper variety that is probably the cinnamon my family has only ever used ─ the so-called cassia cinnamon which is nowhere near as healthy for ingestion.
Check out these two articles about cassia cinnamon at HealthLine.com, if you are unfamiliar with there being the two types of cinnamon:
I want to conclude today's post with some photos ─ Google Photos created this collage from five photos that were apparently taken exactly eight years ago (i.e., June 18, 2012):
The occasion for the original photos was a sort of reunion in Vancouver that my wife and her two sons were having with my wife's niece, who happens to be Italian (an Italian father and a Thai mother).
The lass was in Vancouver that Spring / Summer for studies of some sort ─ I still don't quite understand why she chose to room in town and not with us, but it was the better option. I suspect that her Italian family likely isn't hurting for money.
Anyway, here are the original photos:
Even I was happier then.
I must close ─ it is already approaching 7:30 p.m., and I still have to perform some exercises before my younger brother is home from wherever he went to drink this afternoon.
All I will add is that for the first time in what seems at least 10 days, I got in some sunning early this afternoon ─ just over 30 minutes for both my back and then my front. Maybe we're in for a string of some sunny days now.
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