I managed to access the time early last evening to watch a Christmas movie. My choice ─ almost reluctantly ─ was 2015's Last Chance for Christmas.
I was "almost reluctant" to choose this one because it appeared to me that it was more likely a comedy than the sort of emotional Christmas movie I most like. However, the write-up did indicate that love would be rearing its complicating head, so I took a chance.
Am I glad I did! And it was all I could do to limit myself to possibly a wee bit more than four ounces of dark rum.
When I watch a Christmas movie, I want my emotions involved, and this one had me flowing my tears as it moved along.
I am not familiar with lead actress Hilarie Burton, but she was fetching enough. Yet having just written that, her name appeared as a possible label or tag for this post, and that would not happen unless I had previously listed her name as a label. Thus, at some point I clearly did watch her in something else ─ perhaps another Christmas movie.
The lead character ─ Santa's head stableman ─ was played by actor Gabriel Hogan, and I thought that he performed the guileless role wonderfully. His character was extremely likeable.
However, Hilarie's character's young daughter as played by actress Lola Flanery completely stole my heart. What an exceptionally beautiful child actress! I had no idea that I had seen her before, but apparently she played the recurring powerful fairy-like child Seelie Queen in the T.V. series Shadowhunters.
I also watched every episode of the one-season T.V. series The Mist, but I remember nothing of her small role. I do vaguely remember her character in the T.V. series The 100 ─ I think that possibly season five was the season that I last watched, and she was introduced at the conclusion of season four as a very young teen or pre-teen who is essentially adopted by main character Clarke Griffin when the planet has had human life practically extinguished, and the two find themselves alone. Once I return to watching that series, I hope that I can recall Lola Flanery as being the child in Last Chance for Christmas who so strongly endeared herself to me.
Anyway, I think that I was to bed very soon after 9:30 p.m. with my cellphone alarm set for 2 a.m. to get me up for my 5½-or-so-mile walk here in north Surrey.
I wanted to be on my way no later than 2:15 a.m., but I overshot that by possibly as much as two minutes. My eldest stepson was up and probably watching something on a laptop at the dining table, but I believe that I got away undetected by him.
It was definitely chilly out, with a clear dark sky. When I stopped at the elementary school playground early into my walk where I tackle six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, I found the equipment that had earlier been dew-covered was now frozen, with even the droplets of dew that hung from the equipment solidly frozen.
My gloves were definitely needed, and so I was able to continue with the invariable three repetitions in the first set, and two repetitions in each of the remaining five sets.
I found myself to be feeling unusually spry of step on the walk. Nevertheless, this did not translate into any sort of ability when it came to the bouts of plodding jogging that I usually try to undertake along 100th Avenue between 140th and 148th Streets (Google Map). That said, though, I likely covered more overall distance in those bouts of plodding jogging than I have yet done.
And it was 4:06 a.m. once I was back outside the locked front door of home. I returned to bed at 5 a.m.
My morning was to commence just ahead of 8:30 a.m., if I am remembering correctly. And when I joined my younger brother downstairs a little past 9 a.m. to watch some T.V., once he turned it over to me so that I could put our Android TV Box into action, I led things off with Odessa Orlewicz's video of yesterday, and which was nearly two hours (1:51:05) in duration: Canadian Government OK's The Gen0c!de Of Humans And Plant Life.
An FOI and the chemicals used to destroy humans and plant life. Canada included. Wake up by watching this episode.
Living a life on this planet has become so damned discouraging. We are being polluted and poisoned by virtually absolutely everything around us, because it has all been corrupted by deviant bastards at every level of authority ─ whether they have been elected, appointed, or have just assumed their stations.
We actually did not have much more time for T.V., so I just tuned in an episode of Inside No. 9. ─ episode six ("Tempting Fate") of series or season four. It was quite well done, proving remarkably suspenseful.
My brother sought some bed rest before leaving for the day to socialize, as he daily does. I did not seek a nap until fairly soon after 1 p.m.
By the way, despite my early walk, when I weighed myself later in the morning prior to eating anything ─ and while entirely naked ─ I was somewhere around 187 / 188 pounds.
Gosh, I might possibly have time to watch another Christmas movie if I apply some alacrity in concluding this post and rushing through one in my private blog.
It has been another sunny, chilly day, so it will be another frigid night ─ which I will be spending in bed. No planned walks until early a.m. Friday.
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