Today I got ready and took my offspring down to the favourite study place. That was fine I shot home and picked up cat food at my favourite pet food depot and headed home. I had planned to visit my friend who's cousin is in from Montreal but knowing that my partner who was working at home hadn't eaten, just returned. I made some of the gourmet spaghetti cheese on toast and peameal bacon, a national delicacy.
After lunch I decide to have a siesta on the sofa before my offspring and his partner arrive. They arrived and brought some cat supplies for Rooster who is now a fixture in our abode. I realize that I had to start the soup, I had planned to make for dinner. While I did that, my partner chatted to them. Things are fine when I tried and tell offspring about an unusual ancestor I have discovered. His comment to me was how will this affect me. I said well it is something of interest. I got up and made tea and then do a bit more with the soup, came back in the room and get my partner to go and start a fire to make the room warmer for them. They don't eat and stay long enough to enjoy the cats then decide to leave. By this time I mention to offspring that he is wearing running shoes only meant for summer and he should get some hikers. There is a couple of inches of snow outside and it is cold in the minus C temperatures. Of course, this is ignored as though I have done something to offend offspring. I must live on another planet but this person is just getting over being sick with another nasty cold. Although, not a child but has virtually no common sense. I am at a lose to know what to say or do when we are together as being like my partner conversation is limited. To add insult to injury he won't wear a new jacket I bought but wears the same jacket that came in grade ten which has to be ten years old. I am sure every parent out there can hear my frustration at dealing with a person of this ilk. Stupid is as stupid does, Forrest Gump's mother was right.
After my last paragraph, I think it is somewhat futile to talk about the week I had. A whole serious of issues has happened to my partner's employment which is hard to explain. Work that is supposed to happen gets push back then goes ahead or disappears off the map. It happened again this week, Work that was supposed to start of the film season didn't go but a small two day work assignment came
into being. This is very little compared to what was expected and an onset of stress happens again.
It also starts a whole series of questions about what to do in the future, none of them very appealing.
'Page Eight', last night we got a film from the library about two men who work for M15/16 in the UK security service. It starred Bill Nigh and Michael Gambon, Ralph Fiennes, Judy Davies and Rachel Weiscz . Bill Nigh had the led as an agent who was very effective and Gambon as the head of the service. Gambon was dying and left Nigh with a tricky assignment to out the Prime Minister for holding secrets. At the beginning, the dialog was a little to hip for words but it relaxed, then went into
fast actioned intrigue of a film all set in Britain. I enjoyed it but my partner didn't. He thought it pretentious He thinks nothing of watching gross horror movies which are just a scream fest to me. I couldn't get over how much Judy Davies was like Mick Jagger, somewhat in her looks and her voice and had to wonder because of her Australian back ground were they related?
Vikings, I am studying the history of the Norse/ Vikings and am enjoying it. I am amazed at the comparison of the culture of the people to today's world, except the violence. I am working on writing a novel about two worlds that interweave through one person's dreams and reality of her heritage. Where it has lead her and where she is going to as well. Quite looking forward to it.
Ancestry, I found out a strange bit of information about one side of my ancestor's of my Grandmother, who has a pedigree, nothing fancy until this came along. I am the descendant of a medieval queen I have read the source a couple of times to make sure that it does follow down to my family tree and as far as I can see it does. I always thought, with my Northern British and Irish roots that we had any connection to anyone remotely royal. It wasn't possible. Even this side of the family there was only a Knight and his lady but I am wrong. Not that it makes a lot of difference except, it is somewhat eye opening. Truth is stranger than fiction. Unfortunately, maybe although with todays high cost and upkeep, I didn't get the castle either, which might be lucky.
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