As I type these words at 1:17 p.m., today has gone nothing like I had planned. But I will get into that explanation as this narrative expands.
I managed to watch a good Christmas movie early last evening ─ one that can easily enough be located on YouTube, so I will not link to any specific one of those sources (I used the YouTube 'app' that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box to allow me to watch the movie on T.V.).
The movie was the 2012 feature Christmas Angel. It was better than I had thought it would turn out to be.
This was the sort of Christmas movie that had nothing to do with Santa or elves ─ Santa wasn't even mentioned, in fact. It was focused instead on the Christian elements we attribute to Christmas.
One thing that quickly struck me was how well acted this movie was. Sometimes I wondered if maybe some of the expressions and interactions / reactions were ad libbed, for they seemed so realistic and natural. It didn't seem possible that every one of them were written into the script.
I knew that Della Reese was in the movie, but I was not aware of any of the other actors ─ I like to surprise myself. Incidentally, poor Della did not look even remotely healthy. Perhaps this helped make her role so believable as a recluse undergoing 'secret' throat cancer treatments in an old house her doctor (very nicely portrayed by Kevin Sorbo) owned and had set her up in.
I've liked Kevin ever since his Hercules: The Legendary Journeys T.V. role as the title character ─ he was nicely built, and has such a friendly, handsome countenance. It's a little difficult to see that the actor is 62 years old now. But then, I have trouble accepting that I'm 71.
I guess the central character in the movie was likely the very likeable young girl played by actress Izabela Vidovic, whom I was unfamiliar with. But I see now that she is of course a young woman, and has small recurring roles in recent Supergirl and iZombie seasons, as well as roles in other T.V. series. I'm going to have to try and retain a familiarity with her name.
Her T.V. mom in this movie was actress Teri Polo, whose name has a vaguely familiar ring to it, but I have absolutely no certainty as to why. She was most definitely fetching in her role ─ I would have gone for her if I had Kevin Sorbo's character's spot in some alternate reality.
Over the course of the movie I had a can of strong (8% alcohol) beer and at least a couple of ounces of amber or golden rum. But it seems to me that I was sensibly to bed just ahead of 9 p.m. with an eye to be getting up during the midnight hour to get some work done here at my computer after my younger brother ─ who was not yet home ─ had put himself to bed.
Well, after some napping, I was awake enough to be wondering on the time, and a check revealed that it was possibly around 11:15 p.m. My brother was still up (I could hear the T.V.), so I sought a return to some further sleep. Then around 11:20 p.m., I recognized the likely sounds of my brother making ready to come upstairs to his bedroom for the night.
And when he did do so, I was freed up to rise and come here to my computer. My primary task was to supply content to the post I am developing at one of my two hosted websites, and I managed to achieve the maximum quota that I was hoping for. However, it was by then around 4 a.m., and I was feeling unusually taxed.
It was my intention to try and get away early in the morning to hike to the nearest government liquor store (Google Map) two miles from here to arrive there as soon after its 9:30 a.m. opening as I could manage.
I returned to bed for some further sleep. When next I was to check the time after realizing that it was broad daylight outside, it was something like 8:25 a.m. If I wanted to make that hike (I do not drive), I would need to leave here by 9 a.m. or so.
I rose, but I was dreadfully ill-slept. Neither were my eyes properly rested. My youngest stepson was up (he probably had to soon leave for work), but no one else was. And the day was brilliantly sunny out side.
I fast realized that a cup of instant coffee was not going to be sufficiently reviving. In fact, in my mind I had already scotched the hike as any achievable early project. And I returned to bed.
Things might have been different if the day had been gloomy, with possibly some light rain. There was no way that I could handle being out in such a glaring day that would see an unusual amount of other people abroad.
Back in bed, sleep came and went in successions. A point came where I was about to shift positions once again for another bout of sleep when I decided to peek at the time ─ it was 11:15 a.m.
That almost seemed impossible, for I knew that I could still continue to log in time there in bed if I chose to ─ this capacity was not normal for me at all.
So I rose, but I was unduly groggy and still weary. Nevertheless, I came downstairs for that black instant coffee I never had earlier. And then I joined my brother in the living room where he was watching a KCTS programme called Longevity Paradox with Steven Gundry, MD.
Have you ever wondered why some people live such long, active lives, while so many of us struggle as we get older? Many people have this question, Dr. Steven Gundry has the shocking answer!
In The Longevity Paradox, Dr. Gundry shares informative, life-changing information with us and shows us a step-by-step easy approach to help us all feel better and more youthful today, no matter your age. Dr. Gundry will teach us what is causing faster aging, how and why some people live long active lives well into their 90s. Dr. Gundry will also debunk five of the biggest myths about aging.
The Longevity Paradox with Steven Gundry, MD is based on the latest science as well as from experiences of everyday people -- people who have suffered from autoimmune diseases, obesity, diabetes, digestive problems, inflammation, heart attacks, joint pain, brain fog, or premature aging. Feeling sluggish, worn out, and ill are all things of the past. Dr. Gundry is here to help save us from all of the ailments of aging that lurk around every corner.
Dr. Steven Gundry was once a professor and chairman of cardiothoracic surgery at Loma Linda University School of Medicine. In the year 2000, Dr. Gundry realized he could save many more lives with prevention rather than surgery so he started his own practice dedicated to using diet to reverse and prevent chronic illness. Since then, Dr. Gundry has shown thousands of his patients how dietary and lifestyle changes can dramatically reverse health problems that traditional medicine could not help.
I was hoping my brother would invite me to put our Android TV Box into action, but he seemed invested in the show. I doubt I lasted 10 minutes, however ─ it was just too elementary and simplistic.
Besides, he was wrong about too much in the little that I watched.
For instance, he critiqued the Mediterranean diet as actually being harmful. And he cited bread and red meat, as well as too many vegetables, fruits, and seeds and nuts ─ all of these plant foods are heavy with lectins. He seemed especially focused upon the dangers of developing the condition known as 'leaky gut'.
From what little I know of Mediterranean and European bread in general, it is far healthier than North American bread because Europeans have greater access to bread grains that have been raised without contamination by glyphosate than is the case here.
The argument is strong that it is glyphosate that makes bread products so difficult for a vast population to have it in their diets.
As for 'red meat', the doctor did not seem to bother differentiating between all kinds of animal meat ─ that is, fresh red meat as opposed to things like processed meats (salami, balogna sausage or baloney, etc.) and the sorts of red meats you'd be served in burgers in fast food restaurants.
Nor did he bother getting into meat from animals raised in concentrated animal feeding operations (CAFOs) compared to animals that are exclusively organically-raised and grass-fed. Of course CAFO red meat is bloody unhealthy! It should not exist!
But it does, and these farming operations are so prevalent that most of us cannot afford the alternative healthy meat.
However, I don't want to get dragged into this topic. I just want to illustrate why the doctor's presentation was too simplistic for my liking, so I soon left my brother to it and came upstairs to my computer to pass the time until I quickly decided that it would be better to just have a bath.
This tends to be a lengthy process for me.
By the time I had emerged from the bathroom, my brother was in his bedroom and apparently readying himself for his daily afternoon disappearance that will have seen him ending up in a usual drinking establishment.
Anyway, despite my unco amount of time in bed, my eyes were in wretchedly poor shape. They felt strained ─ almost as if they were fighting going cross-eyed.
And that about catches me up to the present. I had my first meal of the day mid-afternoon, and I now want to take to my bed yet again. I have sacrificed my day's scheduled exercising, but I have not quite given up on making that hike to the distant liquor store. If I do yet go following some bed rest, then the return two-mile hike home will be challenging in the context of exercise, for I will have a dozen cans of beer and a 750-ml bottle of wine in each of two packs, one suspended from each of my hands.
Yes, the plan is to buy two dozen cans of beer, and two bottles of wine.
Consequently, this possible venture will be an acceptable substitute for the day's scheduled exercise session that I am skipping.
And with that end in mind, I am now taking a break from this post at 3:50 p.m.
I did it! And all went as planned.
Around 5:30 p.m. I had checked the local (i.e., Surrey) temperature according to Google (2º C., or almost freezing); but I noticed that there is supposedly a snow warning for this region of B.C. (the south coastal area). We've only had snow in my vicinity once this season ─ several days before Christmas. I think we received maybe two inches; and thanks to a bit of a cold snap, there was still a wee bit of it remaining for Christmas morning.
But it was gone by Boxing Day.
Anyway, I did not get on my way until maybe 6:05 p.m., feeling a little uneasy about venturing out into the dark.
But I got the beer and both bottles of wine, and never had to involve myself with anyone on any of my hike. Heck, I even enjoyed interactions with two of the female liquor store employees ─ I tend to like the people who work there. They generally seems a friendly lot. I'm sure some of that this evening was due to how quiet the store was ─ I doubt that there were ever more than a half dozen customers in the place while I was there. My cashier suggested that this was likely due to the month and how late into it we are, as well as the fact that there is a UFC fight scheduled for the evening.
Only once on my way home did I stop; and that was at most a half mile from home in a park where I stroaned (micturated). The break allowed my hands some relief ─ I even put on a pair of gloves I had brought.
I was home no later than 7:40 p.m. Both of my stepsons were here, but fortunately not my brother as yet. So I rounded up a small supper that I have now eaten. It is presently 8:25 p.m., so I am going to quit this post here and anon get it published so that I can make my escape to bed as soon as I am aware that my brother has gotten home.
You know, I actually feel remarkably well following that excursion! But now I have a very early morning grocery shopping hike planned for the morrow, and a 5.625-mile round trip hike in which to do it. Will I actually manage the trip so soon after the one that I've performed this evening?
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