Rain has predominated throughout last night and the day, so our foot of snow is reduced to possibly as little as five inches. If this continues overnight tonight, we will be near to having some bare areas.
My wife dutifully came home in the latter evening yesterday following her full day working at the Thai restaurant. However, she remains fairly non-communicative.
Is it because she feels deservedly guilty for not helping out with the monthly mortgage payment two days ago? I see that she took $20 from my very low chequing account to cover a $19.80 charge at a nearby private liquor store today.
My account now only has $79 and change.
She asked me this afternoon if my younger brother's girlfriend Bev was going to be here tomorrow to help with a Christmas dinner or supper, so I told her that Bev had decided not to come at all because she had to work both today and the day following Christmas ─ to be here tomorrow would be to run the risk of not only over-drinking and having a wretched Monday Boxing Day at work; but she would also not have access to her usual morning routine in getting herself ready for her workday.
She works at a combination bowling alley and pub.
Anyway, learning this, my wife said that she would come tomorrow to cook us a Thai-style dinner or supper (I regard dinner as a midday or at least an afternoon meal, whereas supper is an evening feed).
So that will be very nice to have her present for however long that presence may prove to be. There is gift-giving in store, after all.
While I was watching an early evening Christmas movie yesterday, my late old friend William A.G.'s ladyfriend Sandy phoned, but I did not take the call. Consequently, I feel obligated to phone her later this afternoon ─ first, though, I want to watch a Christmas movie and imbibe some red wine.
The movie is actually part two to the movie I watched last evening ─ 2015's Karen Kingsbury's The Bridge - Part 1. Part two was released the following year.
Part one was enjoyable, and as usual I found the lead actress to become more and more fetching ─ in this instance, it was Katie Findlay.
I correctly placed a supporting actress's seeming familiarity ─ namely, Andrea Brooks. In the movie she is and looks considerably younger than she does in her role as usually villainous Eve of the Supergirl series.
And hard as it seems for me to reconcile this, a rather handsome maturing actor (Ted McGinley) who had the role of being one of the couple who owned The Bridge bookstore, is the same actor who portrayed the vain, high-energy neighbour of the Bundys on Married... with Children. In the movie, he is a thoughtful, kindly, and almost serenely stable sort of guy ─ nothing at all like Jefferson D'Arcey who inexplicably became involved with and married the notoriously flat-chested and insecure Amanda Bearse character, Marcy, in the Married... with Children series.
His wife in the movie is Faith Ford, and she looks pretty good. I of course became familiar with Faith Ford back when she was a regular on the Murphy Brown T.V. series. Back then she looked so physically frail to me, and that has not changed.
Anyway, I want to watch the sequel movie, so I am going to keep this post relatively short.
My wife had to work the latter part of today, beginning at the restaurant's 4:30 p.m. re-opening (it closes each day for maybe 1½ hours in the mid-afternoon), so she left us on the rather long drive quite early after mid-afternoon.
By the way, she was very fortunate that a lot of 'goodies' that she had in her car's trunk were not stolen overnight or early this morning. When my brother was leaving to drive over and pick up his girlfriend Bev at 10 a.m. to drive her to work, I noticed that my wife's car's trunk was open by maybe 1½ feet. It had apparently been that way since last night after she got home.
According to her, she was unable to open it at work as she was about to leave for home ─ it opens electronically via the key fob.
What may have happened is that the memory to open was retained electronically, and once the rain and milder temperatures removed the icy hold that had frozen the trunk shut, it then just sprang partially open.
My wife said that her eldest son had told her that he heard her car "beeping" last night, so I expect that was the reason ─ the trunk was left open.
Apparently some rain did find its way into the trunk, but I do not know if there was any actual damage. And yes, I did go out and close the trunk when I noticed it open this morning.
While my brother was away to fetch his girlfriend Bev, I went out to our backyard tool shed to tackle some pull-ups and chin-ups for the first time since possibly last Wednesday. First, though, I weighed myself as fully dressed as I was going to be for that activity ─ I was at least 190 pounds, and maybe even 191.
I settled on six sets, and my repetitions in those sets were 4 - 2 - 3 - 2 - 2 - 2.
I felt that I absolutely had to get in that bit of exercise, for I certainly am unlikely to be getting any exercise tomorrow!
Okay, I am going to take a break and go and watch the Christmas movie sequel.
I'm now half lit on two glasses of red wine ─ I only had my one earlier meal today, with no snacks, so there is nothing in my stomach at present to buffer the effect of the alcohol.
The movie was danged good ─ 2016's Karen Kingsbury's The Bridge - Part 2. Towards its finish, the wine got me into an emotional state that I was able to vent because I have been home alone at present (it is now 6:57 p.m.).
The rain has maintained, but I have all of our outdoor Christmas lights ablaze ─ we still have several inches of sloppy snow all over the surfaces out there.
Once my younger brother has returned home from his socializing, I am going to focus on Christmas movies this evening for us ─ depending upon when he shows up, that ought to spell just three at most, I expect. I doubt that he will show up this side of 9 p.m.
As for Sandy, I was just about to phone her ─ I actually had the house phone in hand ─ when she called me!
Fortunately, she is at her mother's home where the family has gathered, and will be there until sometime on Boxing Day when her step-father will drive her home. As a result of not having time on her hands (unlike the case when she is alone at her apartment), she did not have much time to talk ─ nor was she focused, clearly being distracted.
So this was a token call, and did not last anywhere near 10 minutes. Heck, she was so distracted that in rushing into the closure of our conversation, she thanked me for calling her!
As said, she had called me.
Anyway ... enough blather for today's post. I hope to have a truly enjoyable evening with my brother and the Christmas movies I select via our Android TV Box; and I hope tomorrow proves to be a rarely wonderful experience in this household.
I close with three photos that my wife took this past Tuesday from the doorway to our backyard sundeck early in the afternoon when we had little more than a foot of snow outside:
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