My Sabbath fast is not being ideally observed. As reported in yesterday's post, I had a beer and a shot of dark rum early last evening; and then around 2 p.m. this afternoon, at my youngest stepson's invitation to try some coffee from the Keurig coffee-pod brewing machine that his girlfriend recently gifted him for his birthday, I had supposedly 16 ounces of some of that ─ albeit black, so no actual calories. Even so, my body is supposed to be resting by not having to assimilate anything but water, so having it process black coffee probably requires my organs to put in some work.
I had a five-mile+ walk in the wee a.m., not requiring my cellphone alarm to get me up at 1:30 a.m. to ready for it ─ finding myself curious and awake, I checked the time at 1:22 a.m. and decided to just rise then.
My wife's bedroom door was closed, so she had come home at some point after I had retired last night just after 10 p.m. But the house was in darkness, so I was able to ready for my outing in privacy.
An online check for the claimed temperature hereabouts yielded 6.2° Celsius (43.16° F.), so I risked just wearing my denim jacket ... but I probably should have gone for something heavier.
I weighed about 190 pounds fully dressed for the outing. I had checked outside and knew that it was raining rather steadily, so I was bringing an umbrella to primarily protect my Titan baton flashlight stun gun ─ I carry it in a gym-style tote bag, but the tote bag is not water repellent.
It was 1:55 a.m. once I was on my way. And it was raining quite hard ─ I would not be stopping for any exercise at the elementary school playground on this hike!
The serious rain kept up until almost halfway through the walk, and some wind compounded the effect of the rain. The break in the rain's intensity lasted me maybe a mile ─ I could dispense with the umbrella's shelter; but after that, the rain and wind came back with gusto.
At least I made excellent time, for I had done some light jogging. I am sure that I was back in at least 10 minutes under two hours ... possibly even 15 minutes under.
I had only ever seen one person out there, but he was walking with purpose under his own umbrella on the opposite side of Fraser Highway and bound in the direction opposite to mine.
I was to return to bed ahead of 5 p.m. ─ quite a rare feat; but the motivator for that was because I was growing uncomfortably chilly in my fairly wet pants, especially with wind coming through some open upstairs windows, including in my bedroom where I keep this computer. The penetrating wind was a relatively new feature ─ it had not been imposing itself like that earlier.
I rose for the morning just after 9 a.m., by which time there was a lot of sunshine ─ the wind must have been moving the rain clouds away.
When I joined my younger brother for some morning T.V., he kept watching annoying news programming, so I gave up on him and came back upstairs to my bedroom after I flipped through the Saturday morning edition of the Vancouver Sun that I subscribe to.
My wife had surprised me by making an appearance just as I began leafing through the newspaper, so she was beginning the morning earlier than I would have thought, considering that she was not to leave us until somewhere between 2 - 2:30 p.m.
If it was to go to work, the restaurant reopens at 4:30 p.m. each day after a 3 p.m. closure, but it was at that point that her youngest son was monopolizing me with his extended description of his new coffee machine, so I had no real chance to speak with her. She had to interrupt him just to say a goodbye to us.
Earlier I had taken my usual afternoon nap ─ possibly from around noon (while my wife was showering) until maybe 1:30 p.m. So no conversation then, either.
I have no idea if she will return home tonight.
I did watch some T.V. in the latter morning with my brother, for he left around 10:20 a.m. to go and pick up his girlfriend Bev to drive her to work. In his absence I activated our Android TV Box and had the first of two audio videos set up to play that Odessa Orlewicz likely posted yesterday ─ she has been attending a judicial hearing in which a group of healthcare workers are attempting to get a judge to rule that there is no further basis by which our corrupt Public Unhealth Officer Bon-Bon Henry can continue operating the province under a health emergency when this is no longer being done anywhere else in North America.
But the judge sounds dense where health is concerned and seems inclined to allow her to dominate ─ or maybe the outcome has already been arranged behind the scenes, and he is just miming making a judicial review. Heck, Bon-Bon is not even present ─ only her legal team are, are they seem as void of any understanding of the COVID-19 mRNA situation as is the judge, who obviously only watches T.V. news and reads mainstream newspapers for his 'enlightenment' in these areas.
Anyway these are Odessa's latest two reports:
It's been quite a ride... Here is an audio play by play about what went on in day 6 in the courts in Vancouver.
Bonnie's circus continues... I have the utter joy of listening to this 6 hours a day, as I continue to cover one of the biggest frauds in human history.
My brother actually left for the day before the second video had finished ─ so important are his trysts with his drinking buddies. I don't think that it was yet 11:45 a.m. Perhaps he allowed for some time to first get in a little bit of walking somewhere.
I won't be walking anywhere until shortly before 6 a.m. tomorrow, but my early walk today has been my only exercise. I would have squeezed something in this latter afternoon if today had not been a bath day. At least my naked weigh-in was not as disappointing as I feared it might be ─ at most I was 179 pounds.
Since I do not need to be getting up extremely early overnight (I will rise at 4 a.m.), I have some time for a Christmas movie while I enjoy some supper and a couple of drinks. Consequently, I am going to take a break and conclude this post later.
I had a dickens of a time accessing a strictly English version of my 2017 movie choice: 48 Christmas Wishes. Over and over, the versions offered through apps in our Android TV Box were dubbed with another language.
Ultimately I did locate a source and watched along until maybe around 25 minutes when ─ and I had already suspected that there had been sequential jumps ─ the movie became incongruous. To wit, a pair of Santa's elves transported to a tiny American town where 48 people had written Santa letters that these two elves were responsible for carelessly destroying; so in order to prevent a collapse of belief in Christmas, they felt that they had to find the letter-writers and hear them speak their Christmas wishes, and then communicate these wishes back to their third confederate responsible for the letter catastrophe, and she would relay the wishes to Santa's work department ─ Christmas Eve was a day away.
Well, I watched the two elves get magically transported from the North Pole ... and then the very next scene was them hustling about with a young boy in his home and all three were already very familiar with one another. Somehow the footage of how the two elves and the boy came to become associated was skipped.
I put the movie on hold, and went in search of some other English source to see how it compared.
Unexpectedly, I found a source on YouTube that was in English; but it was listed as being 1:28:44 in length, whereas IMDb lists the movie as being an hour and 24 minutes.
Well, I located the tail end on YouTube of where I backed out of the other movie source and I let it play from there. Very soon after, when it had been decided that the two elves ─ who were played by a girl and Asian boy roughly the same age as their human boy ─ would go with the boy to his school in the next morning and try to track down any kids who had mailed letters to Santa.
Then the movie probably broke for a commercial; but the break only had dead space, and it was long enough that I began to wonder if the YouTube version was defective.
I almost started fussing with it when it suddenly resumed ... but instead of being at the school, this scene revealed how the two elves had ended up in a mall after their magical transport, and anon they met the boy and he figured out what they really were.
I kept watching, and then the footage I had already seen at the boy's home was replayed ─ this must be why the disparity in the two movie lengths. About four minutes of the movie was duplicated. Everything was okay after that.
But what about my impression of the movie?
The movie was extremely weak ─ there was too much disconnection between scenes. And the elves at the North Pole were dreadful actors. Even the two child actors playing the two main elves were often very poor. Nevertheless, I was still very impressed by the exuberance and enthusiasm of young actress Clara Kushnir ─ who played the main girl elf; and she was so darned cute.
Even the Asian boy (Ethan Yang) playing the boy elf was admittedly likeable.
Oddly, neither of these actors seems to have been very productive at all since this movie. Ethan does not seem to have had any other roles; and Clara has only had two more acting gigs.
The actor ─ Liam MacDonald ─ playing the human boy has done considerably better; and his character in this movie was so innocent and good that he was impossible not to like.
His older 13-year-old sister was played by actress Elizabeth Ellsworth ─ her character was not at all likeable nor even attractive until deep into the movie when she started to become more empathic. Then she became ─ to me ─ a beautiful young woman. But even Elizabeth does not seem to have gone on to do any further acting.
I was not affected emotionally until Elizabeth's character shed her cold, angry persona and became a loving supportive sister and daughter ─ her transition brought the tears. Good on her!
The long-suffering widowed mom was played by actress Madeline Leon, who does have a decent list of credits, although I am unfamiliar with her.
Once I got well into the movie, I did enjoy it. But I would never deliberately tune it in again to watch, unless it was for the sake of some child who had come into my life.
Due to my filling supper, I was only able to drink one can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) during the movie. So afterwards I tuned in a half hour (29:59) video added last year on November 8 to BitChute's NewsBlip channel: Dr. Ed Group and Mike Adams (Health Ranger) Discuss Urotherapy.
If you can get over years of conditioning, open your mind to a therapy that is a miraculous gift from God.
https://urotherapyresearch.com/
https://urotherapyresearch.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/03/your-own-perfect-medicine-martha-christy.pdf
https://urotherapyresearch.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/03/Urotherapy-the-most-powerful-holistic-therapy.pdf
https://www.shirleys-wellness-cafe.com/UT/Urine
Another Dr. Group video:
https://www.brighteon.com/01e6f927-4583-42b3-9fdd-874249c69854
Intriguing ... but I am still not quite ready to 'take the plunge'. However, my inclination is tending in favour of getting around to giving it a go.
It is now after 10:15 p.m., so I am going to start wrapping tings up and soon get to bed. I must confess that it was not until I was watching that final video that I realized today is the second day of December, and I have not yet turned on our home's Christmas lights. So I did at least light up a set that are festooning the top of our living room window by hanging down and forming a sort of wave across the top foot or so of that window.
I will leave them aglow for my brother to deal with when he gets home ─ he can turn them off, or leave them burning.
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