I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

Oh, listen to the charming music: "I'll be home for Chistmas..." Uh, yeah, right.

There I was, cat-napping before making dinner--after an afternoon divided between blogging, cleaning house and washing dirty knickers...when....

BA-BOOM-BOOM=BOOM=BA--BOOM! Yeah, the kids in the building are blasting the old stereo just as loud as they possibly can! I hate heavy metal!!! So much for a nap and a quiet Christmas dinner! Home for the holidays...Ha! I hate living in an apartment...gosh I miss having a home of my own. Ah well, at least if the furnace and/or hot water heater breaks, roof leaks, pipes freeze, etc..., it's the landlord's headache, not mine. But with with this blasted toothache (which I think has infected my sinus'), the old boom-box reverberating the walls of the entire building (you can even hear it out on the blinking street outside) I"m not having a peaceful Christmas...if I were rich, I'd grab a cab, and pack off to a motel for a few hours, just to get some peace and quiet!

Ah well, will just have to play Christmmas Invasion at full blast to hear it properly...like to take those blasted thoughtless brats and dump my mop bucket over their heads! Not a very Christmassy sentiment, is it? Okay, I will forgive them for being mindless inconsiderate little rugrat gits...for about 10 minutes...then I go back to hating them!

AN ADIRONDACK SNOWFALL

Whoops! Just found out both the laundromats here in the city were closed today, for the holiday. Damn. Have to wash out my knickers by hand (wearing my last clean pair ) and go to the laundromat before work on Tuesday--will turn a 10 hour workday, into a 12+ hour day, but what're ya' gonna' do? So...good thing I'm napping part of the day, tommorrow.

And....I just found out the doorbell, which was supposed to be fixed, isn't working again....will have to tell anybody coming by unexpectedly, to hoot their car horn, to get my attention, in case the downstairs door is locked (which it usually is).

I was cleaning out the freezer and fridge, and found some leftover Chinese takeaway I'd put in the freezer and forgotten--guess what I had for lunch?

A few minutes ago, I had a real treat! I just finished reading the Doctor Who Christmas story on the Times Online site. That was an unexpected joy. Hooray!

So, nearly done with my chores, time to go take a nap or read or something of the sort. My blogs are a bit boring of late, but better boring than a crisis or sorrorw, right? That's my philosophy regarding boredom, anyhow.

Someone e-mailed me today, seemingly dismayed that I was spending Christmas eve doing housework and going to the laundromat...well, I've had to work Christmas eve...even Christmas day, more than once...so why is cleaning house or doing the washing do different? At least I'm not sitting in a chair for hours, getting yelled at, right? Could be worse, ey?

And, while I'm preparing Chirstmas dinner for the slow cooker (eye of round roast, seasoned with black pepper and a bit of sea salt, and browned on the stove, sauteed Vidalia (Southern sweet) onions, and carrots, put into the slow cooker and having half a can of Coke poured over it..simmered on low for 6 to 8 hours...freshed mashed potatoes and baby peas...a Christmas dinner fit for a queen--okay, maybe not THE Queen...but good enough for me.

And I've got good Christmas music on the internet (saving the old phonograph records for nighttime)...guitarist Ed Gerhard (fanstastic musician, btw), The semi-gospel/rock group The Staples and others. Cleaning the bathroom (still haven't gotten round to getting a mop, and have to do the floors the hard way, with a sponge Ah, well.

And in another hour or so, I'll ring up a cab and trundle off to the Suds, on Bay St.

In-between, doing a bit of applying for local jobs online.

I am not working today, as the office changed it's mind, but that doesn't mean I can't still do something productive, ey?

But when I get home, the house will be clean, the laundry done, and dinner not far away. The cat's will get their prezzies ( a toy ball, a feather and string hung from a wand, and a tin of tuna ) I will put on some music, and play some cards on the computer (cribbage, euchre, spades, whist and 7 card stud poker). Then it's make the veg for supper, put on DW Christmas Invasion, and have dinner. Stay up till midnight, listening to music and reading...petting the cats, and off to bed. A good Christmas, albeit if a quiet one... Tommorrow...nothing much. Sleep, eat, watch more Doctor Who, blog, work on my journalism portfolio, stuff like that.

Again, Merry Christmas to all.

Wow! Cool!! I heard a drum beating, and looked out onto the main street--the local soldiers are parading down the sidewalks, laden with Christmas gifts for the local poor kids in their rucksacks and leading off is a truck with a big Chistmas tree and the US and Marine Corps Flags flying...hurrah! What a nice thing to see on Christmas eve morning! Sadly, this is the second year I wasn't able to donate a new toy to the Marine Corps Toys for Tots campaign, but I'll do my best to get back on track, next year.

A lot of people think Americans are rich, but to put things in perspective, over 300 million homeless (that's just the one's the govt. admits to) reside in the US---many families and single mothers with children...and more and more, these people were middle-income Americans less than 10 years ago. Food pantries that supply free food to the elderly, unemployed, underemployed (low income workers) and disabled cannot keep up with demand this year...so if you live in the US and are reading this, please donate food, this year. Your local church or town hall can put you in touch with your local food pantry office.

So, I'm quite tired, but a relaxing morning. Had a Christmas treat of my favourite cheese and crackers for breakfast, chatted with some friends, with two offers of getting a copy of DW RB after Christmas---a Christmas wish come true, ha-ha!

Yes, post-Christmas promises to be unpleasant, but today and tommorrow are turning out to be much better than I'd ever have hoped for. I'm sitting chatting online with friends, the sun is shining, the Christmas music is playing (O Emanuel--the only Christmas song I can play (by ear) on the keyboards)...and the cats are fed and lying contented in the sunlight streaming through the front windows.

I've a nice Christmas dinner planned, and the cats have a prezzie or two...who can ask for more? It's hard being alone at Christmas...but I'm not really alone, this year, am I? So spending the day without family or friends physically present, isn't as bad as I'd feared, as I know that I'm thought of. Brillant!

Merry Christmas, everyone!