I never got around to seeking out a Christmas movie early last evening ─ I had squandered too much time after making that day's post, and consequently it seemed unlikely that I would finish watching any such movie before my brother was back home from the pub he had gone to drink at.
However, I did have the two cans of strong (8% alcohol) beer that I spoke of having a hankering for. And I watched some T.V. via our Android TV Box.
Of note was what I was hoping was the series finale episode of Chesapeake Shores. Unfortunately, I now see that there is likely to be another season, and the episode was only the sixth and concluding episode of season four.
I've been watching the series since first catching the pilot movie. One of the things I immediately noticed with the series that was different in the movie was that they dumped Trace Riley's Irish Setter that was his movie companion. For the series, he suddenly had a German Shepherd.
It also seems to me that the Trace character was somewhat secondary or supporting, but somewhere along the way the actor (Jesse Metcalfe) playing him began getting top billing ─ his name appears in the credits before anyone else. And I don't know why. I don't even particularly like the character.
I also don't like to have to have his musical performances thrust upon me in practically every episode.
Thus, I was hardly thrilled to see the Abby O'Brien-Winters character inexplicably locking lips and arms with the guy at the conclusion of the episode I watched last evening when she was supposed to be developing a slow relationship with a 'nice-guy' school teacher.
Sure, she and Trace has known each other for most of their lives, and had been romantically involved a couple of different times. But she was supposed to have moved on from him and his annoying ever-hurt puppy-dog expressions.
It's gotten to the point where I just wish the two characters would bow right out ─ I am not interested in them and their sappy intertwining.
Early in the series I was not attracted to actress Emilie Ullerup (who plays Bree O'Brien, the writer) ─ she wasn't any 'ugly ducking', but she was the least attractive (to me) of the three O'Brien sisters. However, I came to find her to be most fetching indeed.
And who would not find actress Laci J. Mailey irresistible as the character Jess O'Brien, the prettiest and youngest of the sisters?
I even like the two brothers, perhaps inexplicably liking youngest brother Connor O'Brien the most (as played by actor Andrew Francis).
All this aside, I was hoping that the series was being concluded in the episode I watched last evening. I suppose that I have had my fill of the Trace and Abby characters, finding that they receive an excessive amount of attention in the series when I like them the least.
Perhaps by the time any fifth season is filmed and released, I will have grown to miss the series. That's my hope; because for the present, it has become tiresome to me.
Anyway, I think it may have been as late as 9:50 p.m. before I finally put myself to bed, but I was awake and got up late into the midnight hour to get some work done here at my computer. I was feeling rather ill-rested, but I do not doubt that a small hangover was responsible in the main.
In fact, I considered a return to bed before 4 a.m., but that was not to happen. I had even used that excuse to talk myself out of a therapeutic post-3 a.m. hike to my banking institution's ATM nearly a mile from here, for my younger brother had left me his monthly expenses reconciliation cheque for something over $270 that I could have gone and deposited.
Instead of either action, I involved myself in depraved occupation and never pulled myself free until 5:44 a.m. ─ or rather, that was the time when at last I had made my return to bed, aggrieved at myself.
I was not to be awake enough later to be checking the time until something like 9:32 a.m. when I then hurriedly rose, for normally on weekdays I join my brother for three or so hours of T.V. from around 10 a.m.
When I did join him, I had five or six "Great Reset" COVID-19 scamdemic / plandemic videos for us to watch that I had downloaded into a USB thumb drive. What I did not anticipate was that they kept us watching for over 2½ hours.
I feared that we were not going to have time to catch an episode of one of the T.V. series that we follow, but my brother decided he was fine with the additional time; and so it was that I played Peaky Blinders' fifth season premier episode.
This was to leave my brother with no real time to rest up before he headed away in our rather rainy day to end up drinking somewhere again.
As I type these words, it is 7:14 p.m., and my wife has arrived home after being away since around 3 p.m. two days ago (i.e., on Tuesday). Such is our sorry marriage.
I am going to have to halt work on the post and publish it as is.
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