Last evening around 7 p.m. I was not yet 10 minutes into the 2010 Hallmark movie A Family Thanksgiving when I saw my younger brother arriving home from wherever he had been drinking.
This was almost unbelievable that he would be home so early, and it was particularly annoying because I was well into a can of the strong (8% alcohol) beer that I try to keep in supply. Not only was I going to have to turn off the movie and the T.V. and escape to the upstairs in order to avoid involvement with my brother, but I had wasted a beer ─ I only drink while enjoying Christmas movies or else some especially good T.V. entertainment.
But then I decided to just watch the movie here on my computer, and I found a good-quality source for it on YouTube. I wasn't particularly enjoying sitting ─ my butt suffers from too much of that; so I rose, pulled this room's door to, and I turned off the light so as to best enjoy the feature in the dark.
And enjoy it I did! That first beer led to a second, and eventually even a third. And because the movie evoked such emotion and personal recollections of a deeply personal nature, I was often openly crying in my heartache.
I don't recall when I got to bed, but I know that it was ahead of 10 p.m. However, the beer ─ equivalent to having nearly five cans of beer with a 5% alcohol potency ─ did not assist an easy passage into sleep. As well, I was still rather emotional, if quite drained by then.
Alas, when sleep did come, I soon found myself to be into a hangover, for I am unaccustomed to drinking. Memory now fails me as to when it was that I rose to perform some work here at my computer, but it may have been during the midnight hour. I was feeling rough, but I remained up until at least 4 a.m. before returning to bed, taking a 3-mg tablet of melatonin. I cannot say that it helped much, or if at all.
By 8 a.m. sleep was problematic, but I resisted rising until after 8:30 a.m. My brother was already downstairs watching T.V.
But I want to speak a bit of the movie, for it is the second 2010 Daphne Zuniga flick that I have watched within the past two weeks. I thought she performed very well in the first movie, On Strike for Christmas, and had by that achievement made me a fan.
She absolutely consolidated that distinction in this second movie.
I also enjoyed the performance of the actress portraying her sister. I cannot claim to be acquainted with actress Gina Holden, but she did seem familiar enough that I felt that I have watched her act before. I am going to try and remember her name.
Normally I don't have anything to say about the actors portraying the husbands of main characters such as Daphne's, but Dan Payne did a good job ─ I liked his sympathetic character quite a lot.
Anyway, I don't know if it was mainly the beer, or if the movie truly did catch me off guard emotionally, but I feel myself obliged to give it top marks. I may tune it in around Christmastime if my brother brings his girlfriend Bev here to spend a couple of days with us.
Early last week, I had my brother watch the documentary 1986: The Act. It can be found on BitChute.com ─ just be sure to select the proper video, for it should be shown as running for an hour and 40 minutes. I knew that Dr. Joseph Mercola had interviewed the documentary's producer, Andrew Wakefield, but I never planned that we would also watch the interview.
But this morning, I decided we would. And so just after 10 a.m., I tuned it on on T.V. with our Android TV Box: 1986: The Act- Interview with Andrew Wakefield. My brother did grumble (he does not care for Dr. Mercola's interviews), but he did watch it with sufficient interest, I thought.
I next tuned in the third season finale of Channel Zero that concluded a storyline titled "Butcher's Block". What a piece of trash that was.
Well, there is one more storyline to go, and then we'll finally be done with the series.
I must say, I have been suffering all day ─ that hangover, I guess. I had a helpful nap around 4 p.m. that also helped me sleep through the full-body prickling flush brought on by a niacin supplement that I took with my mid-afternoon meal. I don't seem to be adjusting to niacin as yet ─ it's been a couple of weeks now since I started taking the supplement, I think.
The long tablets are 500-mgs, but I cut each of them into three sections. I have no intention of subjecting myself to the horrendous experience that I went through when I took an entire tablet that first time!
It is after 7:30 p.m. right now, and my wife has been home since just after 6:30 p.m., so I am going to have to bring today's post to a close. I will not be engaging the last bit of exercise that I had scheduled for today ─ I need full privacy, and now I do not have it.
But it is nice having her here. No complaints ─ I don't feel much like exercising anyway. At least I did manage to perform 200 of my version of Hindu squats shortly before she showed up, so I got that much done.
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