Palaroonies, I’ve got a lot on my mind lately but one big, bright spot is the fact that it’s the holiday season. Thanksgiving and Christmas are a wee bit tarnished (in some respects) by the fact that Charles had to up and kick off this mortal coil on Thanksgiving weekend 2017. HOWEVER, that’s not his fault and it’s no reason to dislike an innocent holiday over it. This time of year is always a time for missing people though so I’d be doing that no matter when he died. I HAD been hoping that would never happen and that he’d have died after me when we were both old and dotty but alas.

We went to see Last Christmas last night and loved it. I don’t know why it’s getting panned online other than that the patriarchy doesn’t want to see a female-lead movie EVER. It was really sweet and funny. It was about becoming a better person by being kinder to others. Co-written and co-starring Emma Thompson, directed by Paul Feig, and starring Emilia Clarke? I don’t see a thing not to like. In fact, I want to watch it again RIGHT NOW. *fist pound*

I’ve been going to the movies a LOT lately because I have that AMC A-List membership. Truthfully, I’ve had it for over a year and hadn’t really been using it until recently. When I went on medical leave for my surgery, I just started using it because a) there were a lot of movies I was interested in and b) because it’s an easy, low impact thing to do to GTFO my house. My review of the program is “eh”. It’s been fun to see so many movies but it’s also been a pain in the neck to use the site, the app, and customer service when the site and the app inevitably don’t work. Blerg.

By Source (WP:NFCC#4), Fair use

Yesterday, we also got out of the house and ran some errands earlier in the day. We took Monster and Shirley (above) the vet so Monster could get some quick bloodwork done. Shirley just came along for the ride. Then we went to Starbucks for breakfast, to the new Ulta near our house (to be lookiloos), and then to Kmart to buy some things. I bought $10 jeggings. A non-scale victory is that I went down a pants size which means that all my damn pants were falling off my hide. I’d been meaning to buy a few pairs of cheapie pants to get me through but I didn’t dream I could get away with buying some for ten beans. They’re pretty cute too, shockingly. We picked up Monster’s prescriptions and also went to PetSmart.

Because we did all that yesterday, I had zero energy today. I keep saying “Coleen, go clean things.” “Coleen, go shower.” “Coleen, go do ANYTHING.” However, I’ve just been in a weird cycle all day of just eating things, watching stuff on YouTube, and wandering around. I DID fold some clothes, put some away, and put some to the side to go down to the basement. I DID (eventually) shower. I DID do an assessment for a coding bootcamp I’m interested in. I DID exercise. I DID play with Monster and Shirley while playing Christmas music for a while. Oh, I also straightened up the house a bit. I guess, moreover, not an entirely unproductive day. (I’m also writing this meandering blog post right this second.) (Oh AND I talked on the horn with my Dad.)

Oh, one thing I should mention is that I have forgotten to pick up the Wellbutrin (because I have no focus) so I do apologize for this highly unfocused blog post. It’s more for me than it is for you, anyway, reader (the post AND the Wellbutrin). I just happen to be that looliebird who’d rather publish her diary to the internet for all to see. I’m sorry to this man. I feel like writing more but legit have nothing else to say right now. All I can think of is that I want to watch Last Christmas again. See? My brains are mush right now. Okay, I’m going to go put on my weighted blankie and watch TV. If another brain fart bubbles up, you can bet your bippie I’ll be back.

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