Bombshell

My sister announced on Monday that the three kittens were coming over for New Years. But she said that she was going to take them home really early so that she, Nora and I would be able to spend the day shopping and got to the movies to watch Bombshell.

I didn't mind that the kittens were coming over. We didn't have any real plans and it freed their mother up to be able to celebrate with her friends. What I mind is being voluntold that we are going to watch them. It may have been an in the minute decision she made when Carley asked her if we could watch them, but still.

The weather here didn't comply with anyone's plans to ring the new decade in. Rainy and very windy, even the casino cancelled their fireworks display. It didn't stop the people who decided to use the alleyway behind our property to shoot off fireworks by the rail road track. They had nice fireworks, but I was glad that everything was soaking wet due to the rain. In the summer, I would have worried about them setting fires. Still, they had nice fireworks, the expensive ones that shoot colored explosions into the air.

The kittens tried hard to make it to midnight, but were asleep and had no interest in waking up to drink sparkling grape juice and yell Happy New Year! This year the television was bigger and I watched the Space Needle light up instead of the Giant Peach drop. I went back to my room and smoked legal pot. I watched the same fanatics who were wringing their hands over black eyed children last year quake on about men preaching at the temple mound this year. Did you know that they found the Arc of the Covenant? Depending on who you believe, it's either in a cave in Ethiopia, under the north side of the temple mound or on top of Mount Sinai. Only they don't seem to know where the mountain is. I stayed up until 2:00 am to find that out. I also instant messaged with a friend from Glasgow.

Karen may have taken the kittens home early this morning. I wouldn't know. I woke up at almost 1:00 PM. I know that I stayed up late, but not that late. I think that my lack of energy is probably an effect of the arthritis that I have been struggling with lately. There are a lot of immunologics that have come out in the past few years, I know this. But after my bout with cancer I don't trust anything that can lower my body's ability to fight it off. I'm taking aspirin and ibuprophen. It works as well as anything else. Which is to say, not well at all.  It didn't really matter that I woke up so late. Nora went home after midnight and didn't come back until shortly before I woke up.

We went to see Bombshell, which is a movie that Karen has been wanting to see. I, not so much. It is an excellent movie and very worth the money paid to watch it. But it put me back into corporate America, and I'm not ready for it. It also put me right back into the stench that is politics today. All of the Me Too rebellion and this country is still being held hostage by a group of larcenous reprobates. It's even all of the same actors. Nice way to start the new decade isn't it? Being smeared in the same muck from the old.

My brother had wanted black eyed peas and collard greens for dinner tonight. It's his superstition. I don't care for it. But I was willing to buy it and cook it for him. Then Karen announced that she's done for the day after the movie. There was no shopping like she'd promised. I'm off the hook unless I want to go out and buy the food, which I don't. If Ken goes out, I'll cook it for him.

Now I'm home. I need to eat something besides the barrel of popcorn that I had at the theater. Protein would be a good option. I've put a pot pie in the oven. Tomorrow I will go out to the store on my own. I will buy the some nice steaks to make up for the collards and peas to Ken. I am also going to buy some fly spray. The damned things don't die here. In Georgia, flies hibernate after the first freeze. Here they don't, they just fly in circles in your house forever.  Karen doesn't like pesticides. I'm not a great fan of them either, but I'm getting rid of these flies.

Lately, I've been hard on Karen. She is a lovely, giving person. She just doesn't seem to understand the effect she has on people sometimes. It's not that she wants to break promises or disrespect Ken's traditions. She just fails to see that it's important to him. Unfortunately she can also claim that if it were that important, he'd have gotten the collard greens himself, and that is true. So for myself, I think that I'm going to have to understand that. Accept Karen for her good, and ignore when her intentions try to box me in. That is where my disappointment comes from.