Tag: quiet

Something Different – Downton Abbey

Posted on by Shawshank

Hey book nerds! I’ll be honest, right off the bat. I haven’t read a page this week, and instead of fluffing up a Book Club post, I figured I’d just tell you about the show I’ve been watching instead.

I am truly loving Plain Bad Heroines. I really am, but I’ve gotten in the groove of after supper, just watching an episode of Downton Abbey. It relaxes me to be thrust into 1920s high society. And it’s just enough time for an episode (not the season premieres or the finales, but the 2 or 3 regular episodes) to get a spoon or two back for the day, then I call the Beautiful One. The cares of the day fade away.

My ringtone is the theme song.

I love this show. I don’t know why. I’m very happy that I was able to finally find it digitally. I can’t even remember how I found the CBC Gem app, but I’m so happy I did. It is laughable that if I watch an episode on my phone, I get commercials. If I cast it, I don’t. Well that’s not true, one episode I got a total of 4 commercials, and the episode I watched last night, I got a random Downy commercial.

I just started season 3. (Again, I’ve seen the whole series twice now, this is my third viewing of it.) It’s something I look forward to each night. it’s a nice day to just wind down. And I can just lay there. Next week, I’m thinking that I’ll watch an episode one night, read the next. That way I get the best of both. I have missed reading this last week, but I’ll get back into it!

So yeah, that’s how I spent the last week. No complaints. Gosh, it’s nice to talk about my likes. I tried at work when they asked what I did the night before, and they looked at me like I had 3 heads when I said I watched Downton. So I’ve learned just just say I read it watched TV.

It’s easier that way!

Until next time, book nerds!

It’s oh so quiet shh shh

Posted on by Shawshank

Please, for the love of god, I just want silence.

One of the cats is yowling, and hasn’t stopped.

My grandmother is following me around. I cleaned the ice tray from the ice maker; because slimy mould and she’s telling me she never does the dishes when there’s not a lot to do. I told her she can do whatever she wants.

My parents went to SlightlyBiggerTown to fill my dads prescription, and suddenly I’m the center of the universe here. I have a headache, and the cat isn’t helping.

Daddy would you like a sausage?

Please, just some quiet for a while. That’s all I ask.

Goin places I’ve never been, seein things that I may never see again

Posted on by Shawshank

Awake. The alarm was set for 6am. That was unneeded, as my dad didn’t get home until 12:30 this morning, so the note I got this morning says we’ll leave around 10am. Sigh. I can’t go back to sleep once I’m awake. I basically got up, turned on the shower, and turned on the coffee. And now here I am. So you now get to read whilst I wax poetic for a while.

I had weird dreams last night. I was getting all sorts of weird calls, some spam, some like I said, weird. I got into a fight with my mom for some reason, and I woke up from sleep or a nap in my dream, and I remember saying “I hope you’re happy, now I’ll be in a bad mood all day…” weirdness for sure. I’m not in a bad mood. I’m sleepy, but that’s what I get for getting up early. Read on!

Small town living. Here in TinyTown, the sidewalks roll up at 6 when the grocery store closes. Sure, the “C Store” is open until 9, but that’s about 2km outside of town. Then it’s quiet. You can hear cows mooing. Some cars drive by. People wave at you. It took me about 2 weeks to get used to waving back. People are so nice here. But people definitely move at their own pace here. It’s relaxing, and frustrating at the same time.

I applied, and was approved for my provincial health card two days ago. I should have it in about 2 weeks. Then, I can get photo ID. Then, I can apply for a drivers license. Hopefully, I don’t have to go through the graduated license program. If I do, I’ll have to have a licensed driver with me for 2 years. And part of the testing includes parallele parking. In about the 20 years (rounded up) that I’ve been driving, I’ve never had to parallele park before. I understand the theory, just have never had to. We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.

This coffee tastes so freakin good right now. I need more.