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“Every gift which is given, even though it be small, is in reality great, if it is given with affection.”

December 7, 2017

Winter is marching towards us. Yesterday was in the 50’s, today the 40’s and the 30’s arrived last night. It was cold taking Gracie out and waiting for her so her last trip at around eleven was a solo. I urged her on from the front door. Yesterday was a frantic Christmas presents wrapping day. I was at it from about two until close to ten. Many of the gifts I have are small, really stocking stuffer types, as everyone gets a bag of those in addition to a big gift and I wrap everything. I think I whittled the pile considerably so today will end my wrapping frenzy. I also learned a lesson yesterday. I need to get up and walk around every now and then as my back is quite troublesome today, and Gracie sleeping on my legs last night didn’t help either. I’ve doused myself with Aleve and hope for the best.

I have sworn off MSNBC. I can’t take the political news anymore as I keep getting a headache so, instead, I’m getting my daily dose of sugar from Hallmark’s Christmas movies and my black and white science fiction movie fix from YouTube. Right now I’m watching The Snow Creature from 1954. The Creature, called Yeti by the Sherpas, was found in the Himalayas after he had kidnapped a woman and killed a few Sherpa climbers. The men in charge of the climb, Americans, decided to capture the Snow Creature and take him to the US for study. It seems none of them took a lesson from King Kong about leaving creatures in their natural habitats. Well, the Snow Creature escaped, of course, and started killing here and there. He was found and destroyed in a meat vault. Poor Snow Creature! Poor bad movie!

Yesterday I did some sweatshirt cuff dusting. I cuffed a few tables here and there, mostly ones I can see from the den. I also watered my tree. I had to crawl on my stomach, hold up a few branches then tip the watering can. I put my fingers at the top of the tree stand so I can know how much water there is. I also watered the table centerpiece.

I’m now watching Plan 9 from Outer Space, the Ed Wood movie considered one of the worst movies ever made. It was Bela Lugosi’s last movie, and he died before the filming was finished. He was replaced by Ed Wood’s dentist who was considerably taller and who hid his face with this cloak. The actors are awful, the special effects are silly, the sets, with a lot of curtains as backdrops, are unbelievable, but I really do love this movie for all of those.

My Christmas tasks need my attention. I have the wrapping to finish, the cards to address and the tree to trim. I also need to get up and walk around. I’m thinking another cup of coffee and some toast.

“I dunno what the hell’s in there, but it’s weird and pissed off, whatever it is.”

February 20, 2014

The leak has stopped which got me thinking it might just be from the overhang outside. When the roof snow melted, it dripped to the overhang. Now the snow is gone and both the outside and inside dripping have stopped. My plumber too thinks it must be from outside or why else would it stop. I am to keep an ear on it and call him if it leaks again. The ceiling, though, is a mess and will need to be painted when it dries.

This morning I nailed the red spawn with a snowball. It was jumping up at the feeder and taking seeds so I took soft snow, fashioned it into a hard, round snowball and let it go. The snowball sailed true and hit the spawn who disappeared off the deck. It was like a carnival game. The cheeky rodent, though, came back so I nailed it again. It hasn’t returned. I have to go out and fill the feeders later as all of them are close to being empty so I’ll keep a snowball handy just in case. I wonder what prize I’ll pick.

Today is beautiful, sunny and warm. The sky is a magnificent blue and there are no clouds. It is a day to be outside. Gracie too will enjoy the ride. I’ll even open her window.

The syfy channel is adding salt to our wounds. All of its programming today revolves around ice and snow. A monster made of ice just froze too many people to count. One stab to the body and the victims turned to ice and fell apart into cubes. A new movie is starting and more snow monsters will be found in the Arctic. The movie is Rage of the Yeti, and the first one appeared three minutes into the film. It looked like a crazed polar bear. When it reappeared three minutes later, it dragged away its first victim, for dinner I suspect. “We need to get out of here,” is some of the sharp dialogue. Considering a Yeti just took down a plane and grabbed another victim, I’d call that a wise decision. “It’s going to be a long night,” was the comment after a Yeti bit the dust. I’m not even sure this qualifies as a B movie. I’m thinking far lower in the alphabet. It will be fun.

“I’m someone who believes the only way to see a movie is in a big theater, on a big screen, with a big bag of popcorn.”

June 11, 2011

Today is sweatshirt weather. It’s cold and damp with rain expected. Two days ago it was in the 80’s; today is 61°. I’m thinking of staying close to home. The Science Fiction channel has cold and ice movies, perfect choices for the day. Yeti is now attacking. Keep in mind he doesn’t like pepper spray. It infuriates him, and the last thing any of us need is an infuriated Yeti.

No plumbers, electricians, EMT’s or the like have darkened my doorstep in a couple of days. I think the proverbially black cloud has passed. I pity the person above whom it looms.

Today is a perfect movie matinee day. I’ll buy my ticket for a quarter and use my nickel for vanilla Turkish Taffy or a Sugar Daddy. They always last a good part of the movie. I wonder what cartoon they’ll show first. Bugs Bunny is always a good guess. I, however, am more of a Daffy Duck fan. The paper said the movie today is It Conquered the World. There better not be any ugly monsters or scary aliens as they’ll be screaming girls all over the theater. I, however, am never one of them. I love being scared. I know the back seats will be filled early. That’s where the teenagers go to make out. I always sneak a look at them on my way to the bathroom. Too bad they’re missing such a good movie.

It never occurred to me back then that my mother spend under a dollar to get rid of us all afternoon. I figure she thought it a wise investment. We had to walk up town, wait to buy a ticket, stand in line to buy candy, pick a seat, watch the movie then walk back home. She had the whole afternoon to herself or with my two little sisters. It must have seemed like heaven.

It’s sort of funny, but I’m back to matinees. They’re cheaper and far less crowded on a weekday. I buy popcorn and a drink. The theater is always filled with people my age, just like back then.