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Who am I?

I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of MontrΓ©al.

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

Sunday, 27 December 2020

πŸ’€☠πŸ’€☠πŸ’€☠ Christmas Aftermath


My evening is well underway, so this will not be a lengthy post verbally. The various photos I have to present will be fleshing it out.

I want to lead off with four that I took on Christmas Eve of the front of our home at 6:41 p.m. displaying the Christmas lights we still have illuminating the night:




This next selection were all taken on Christmas day at various times ─ some of the photos were downloaded by me from my wife's Facebook account, so I do not have the precise time with which to identify when they were actually taken on that day.

I will lead off with the photo of my brother and his girlfriend Bev early into the task of preparing the wonderful turkey dinner that we all were to be blessed with ─ I can attest that this photo was taken at precisely noon:

Next up are some photos taken at 6:50 p.m. ─ or at least, the two I took were taken then. I snapped the two photos as my wife was also taking three photos of my proud brother and Bev posing at the dinner table and its array that they had so skilfully prepared for us:


 


Of course, by then much of the food was gone ─ we had all 'dug in' about three hours earlier.

My wife took this selfie of herself and her two sons at that earlier point when they were about to load up on some dinner ─ it was possibly around 3:45 p.m.:

She took this photo of me as I was bearing my plateful of fare to the chesterfield to enjoy it along with a Christmas movie that we were to watch:


And these two photos are a couple that my wife took of the dinner table before anyone had yet eaten:


I took these two photos of my wife in an exchange of gifts with my brother and Bev at 3:50 p.m.:


Finally, I am including two photos that she felt inspired to take of a lottery gift pack she had received as a gift:


As you may well perceive with the Christmas Eve photos from outside the house, we still had some snow remaining from our small 'one and only' snowfall this season thus far ─ it was originally something over an inch a few days earlier. 

A cold snap had kept it from thawing, but rains came. There was a tiny amount of the snow remaining Christmas Day, but it was all gone by Boxing Day.

Last evening saw a set-to take place between my brother and I that resulted in me abandoning him and Bev for about two hours before I relented and came back downstairs to rejoin them, but I think that I may be able to implicate the emotional disturbance as having some blame for what was to ensue later that night.

To wit, after my brother had gone to bed to join Bev who had done so considerably earlier, I stupidly sat up until almost 5 a.m. this morning in servitude to my endorphin addiction.

I will say no more.

As for Bev, she was here from late in the morning Christmas Eve until my brother took her away around 1:05 p.m. this early afternoon. I had to give her a goodly hug for being here ─ she truly does add a lot of comfort to the whole Christmas family experience. Even my eldest stepson felt obliged to offer his won hug of her.

However, with her gone ─ and my wife left us early last evening, promising to be back sometime today ─ I have been experiencing some social and a little alcohol withdrawal that has betimes left me feeling uncomfortably anxious and lonely.

I had a very good infusion of amber rum in the latter afternoon / early evening while watching a 2011 Christmas movie titled Mistletoe Over Manhatten that had some very touching moments that brought forth my tears. 

Lead actress Tricia Helfer was very familiar to me, but I had to research just why ─ it was her role in Battlestar Galactica that riveted her into my memory. She's tall and lanky, but undeniably 'hot'.

Her male co-star in Mistletoe Over Manhatten was Greg Bryk, who usually plays unsavoury characters. In fact, I am still working my way through the series Frontier, and he has a recurring role as an effete and almost mincing murderous homosexual that is so convincing that I had a hard time initially liking his character in this Christmas movie. In fact, throughout the movie I had to quell that antipathy.

Anyway, I have said enough for this post. I came here to work on this post upon the movie's finish, and now I want to introduce some more drink into my system ─ I am feeling uneasy once more. The effects of the rum I drank earlier have largely worn off.

I always have a relatively hard time dealing with the Christmas / New Year's holidays.

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