So, Christmas morning, I'm munching on a pizza bagel, watching Doctor Who series II re-runs on my DVD (yes, again), watching Billie Piper playing Rose, when the phone rings.
Now, for most of you, that's probably not something to raise an eyebrow--but I've only had this number two weeks, rarely get calls anyhow, and was absolutely not expecting one today of all days (my sister doesn't celebrate Christmas, so while she will ring me on Thanksgiving and New Years--when or if she even remembers, dear ol' sis pretty much ignores Christmas).
Anyhow, the phone rings, I raise an eyebrow and turn off the computer's speakers and pick up the phone--wondering who on earth would be ringing me up today, of all days.
Mind you, I was just watching Billie playing Rose, right...so I pick up, say the usuaal "hello?" and this guy asks me if "Rose" is there.
He had my correct number, which is odd--to think a woman would change her number and not tell family about it...but besides that, "Rose" is not all that common a name, in these parts. Oh, there are a few, obviously, but not a whole lot, that I'm aware of, anyway.
Anyway, it was a bit amusing, when I thought about it, after I hung up the phone--the man was very nice, by the way--even wished me "Merry Christmas," which also surprised me--my experience as a telemarketer is that many Americans seem to get over-the-top annoyed when it comes to wrong numbers--not me, other people. But still...what are the chances of someone asking for "Rose" while you are watching a character named Rose, at a phone number only a handful of people are even aware of?
Well...it's Christmas day. Quiet, mostly. Traffic going by on below me on Glen Street (the main road in the city), a few people coming and going in the building from time to time--but otherwise, not much going on. Got most of my housework done, yesterday--still have the carpets to do, with the old broom and dustpan, but otherwise not much else to do--which is okay. I needed a quiet day to myself--haven't had any of those in quite a while. I am going to put more online job applications in, later on.
For now, Im going to finish watching Doomsday, maybe read a bit or grab a catnap (my toothache comes and goes...sometimes I hardly notice it, other times it makes my life positively miserable..the miserable times, I just take some more aspirin and wait for it to kick in--but hard to function when it's really bad--fortunately, that's mostly at night/morning).
The sun was shining earlier, but now it's clouding over. Not all that cold, for this time of year, in the 40's, farenheight, I think. I'm re-reading La'mour's "The Lonesome Gods"---okay, not his best, but a good read, mostly. I found a DVD I must have bought somewhere and forgotten. I was going through a box of VCR tapes and old DVD's that are mostly 2 or more years old--and watched even more than my Who DVD's--and that really is saying something. Anyhow, found an unopened DVD, and I don't ever rmember seeing it before--no clue where it came from--it was stuck to another DVD--it's one of those cheap ones one gets in the one-dollar store, or Wal-Marts for a dollar. "Clsassic Westerns," Old western TV series...a couple of which I remember from my childhood. So, I've that to watch as well. I bought a similar DVD from the one-dollar store recently...but it was a dud and didn't work. 
Anyway, it's 11:15 in the afternoon here, reckon most of you are sitting down, or will soon be sitting down to your Christmas turkeys, or goose or chicken, or roast beef or whatever. Hope you all had a lovely Christmas!
ADDENDUM:
Well...guess I have to take back what I said about my sister never rining me up at Christmas--she just did. Seems her future mother-in-law passed away last week, and she wanted to let me know. She didn't wish me a Merry Christmas, but said she hoped I was enjoying my day off, which was nice. she and hubby-to-be are spending the day alone, sans kids, working on fixing their assorted junky cars...and she's trying to discourage her semi-wild kittens to stop climbing the ladder and quit playing on her roof. Why she doesn't just remove the ladder? No idea. The black bear has been at the end of her drive, teasing the dogs (who are chained up outside during much of the day) again. And she nearly ran into a moose with her truck, the other day. Other than that, shedidn't hve much to say.
THE STATE OF VERMONT: GREEN MOUNTAIN NATIONAL FOREST--WHERE MY SISTER RESIDES.
