Although it is only a few minutes past 6 p.m. as I open this post, I would much prefer to be having a nap ─ despite having had a short one in the fairly early afternoon.
Incidentally, following that earlier nap, I was using the toilet when I heard my wife bid my younger brother a goodbye, and she was then gone. Typically, she will likely not be back until Monday afternoon or evening ─ such is our sorry or shallow marriage.
This is going to be a very short post, for I haven't the heart to spend much time with it.
I want to mention that I did watch an early evening Christmas movie yesterday, just as I said I likely would in that day's post. My choice was a 2012 feature titled Christmas Miracle for which I found a good source in one of the apps that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box.
Along with maybe four ounces of dark rum, I quite enjoyed the movie despite some glaring inconsistencies. The very worst of those was that the people in the five or so vehicles (that all nearly piled up on the snowy mountain road) had to take refuge in an old abandoned church because it was unfeasible for anyone to be able to walk to the nearest town, according to one fellow who was something of a local.
So no one would have been able to walk to the nearest town, yet the autistic young son of one estranged couple skipped out on his babysitter back at home and walked practically all the way to the church in search of his parents?
How bloody hoakey is that? Clearly, the church was not at all far from a town.
Also on the ridiculous side was that the aforementioned vehicles carrying the travellers who were about to be stranded had been travelling independently of one another and all while heading in the same direction along the road where a large tree lay to bar further passage.
Each vehicle almost had deadly consequences before coming to a sliding halt ─ and the first two did indeed suffer a collision. All of this happened within just a few minutes ─ maybe less than five. Yet for the rest of the movie, there was no further traffic?
Give me a break.
Anyway, I did enjoy the emotional developments between the various characters, but the ending of the movie was so unpalatably saccharine that it just about spoiled everything for me. I don't at all mind a good dose of Christianity, but that ending was simply too excessive for me.
In fact, I would not choose to watch this movie ever again.
None of the cast's names were known to me, although a face or two were familiar. However, I certainly do not equate that to any sort of production failing. There was just no getting over that sickeningly-sweet conclusion. It was not even remotely believable.
And although I rather enjoyed the song "Silent Night" as sung by a guitarist (and obviously a genuine Country singer) among the stranded travellers at the old church, I did not enjoy being subjected to another ─ and unfamiliar ─ number by the guy at the movie's conclusion.
It was too much as if the movie was actually a vehicle to showcase his singing.
Yes, I have researched to see who the actor / singer happened to be, but I choose to deliberately not name him.
Enough of that.
Turning to today's weather, once again we have had well above freezing temperatures, and a fair amount of sunshine ─ I could have comfortably sat outside and basked in it, but the Sun transits our backyard too quickly at this time of year to allow of any worthwhile exposure.
And now it is 7 p.m., so I am going to wind this post up. I could have watched yet another Christmas movie as an excuse to have more rum, but I hope to rise no later than 5 a.m. and embark on the 5.625-mile round trip hike to do some early morning grocery shopping tomorrow, trying to reach the store as soon after its 7 a.m. opening as I can.
Drinking another four or so ounces of dark rum, and then later following that with a couple of cans of beer, will not likely put me into the best shape for the hike ─ or for any early rising. I do not drive, so I have little other option where this specific shopping is concerned.
I detest being out walking during the busy day, so I limit these excursions to very early on Sunday mornings.
I only plan on buying a few items, but the main ones I am after will be considerably less expensive than what is available to me more locally.
It truly is a bummer being a useless 72-year-old pensioner 'has-been'.
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