Final Friday!

LISA- I really loved her My Only Wish cover!

 I heard that on the news this morning..hmmm..very doubtful I am seizing much today. The sun is out. Still, some snow and of course, a chill. Oh, I know I need to do a little writing, a lot of cleaning. I need to find my bra and my favorite pair of shoes. I don't even know how it happened. Well, I did some disaster cleaning..so that means I really need to clean my room. Which is a catch-all during the holidays.

Who knows...there might be a few presents under all these mountains of clothes. It felt like such a long week. Making up hours, and waiting in pharmacies just to find out the medication I take probably won't be back in stock until March (Hopefully!). Just one little disaster after another. Naturally, the doctor has not gotten back to me as the next step. I have a feeling they are on holiday by now. So I guess I'll wait.

Not gonna lie I did feel alone in all this Christmas rush. It was a time I really had to think things through before I lashed out at someone. He has been sick. But at time I could hear my mother's voice, "He's not that sick. He could be helping you." Still, I have manage to get my own gas quick enough, even in the freezing cold. I did manage to get the laundry all done and the kitchen chores too. But of course, I want ME TIME! Which means..being right here!

On a sad note, it truly is tragic to lose this amazing Korean actor, Lee Sun Kyun. The first drama I remember of him is Coffee Prince. Later he was the lead in My Wife is Having an Affair (which was rather meandering and much ado about nothing, but still he was like the Ray Ramono of K-dramas). He was so good in the drama My Mister, yet he really did have good timing in comedy as well. He was always a little low-key and never to jump to conclusions with many of the characters he played.

The worrisome thing in all of this is that Koreans from what I have observed in dramas and media can take their own life so easily. Perhaps it comes from a history of enslaving each other in the past. The status of who is better and the only way to take you down is through rumor. And it is a world with legends of fans and they can certainly be in a media frenzy. We can't even fantom how their old customs still keep people in a certain worrisome guilt, and always feeling they must remain apologetic. I am almost done with It's Beautiful Now, and I have found the mothers in the family to be so self-centered. Their standards hardly make any sense. It's like, "You can not be happy." Still, it reminds me of something tribal.

I recall the tale from 1855 of Logan Fontennelle's sister who was a concubine of Kit Carson's. She had a couple of kids with him and when she went back to her brother's tribe (Omaha) she was shunned. Another tribe came in (who hated the Omaha tribe because they were good businessmen with the settlers) one night to kill her and her children, but she fought them off with no help from her people and of course, Kit wasn't going to send help. Unfortunately, Logan (the chief of the tribe) was killed by that tribe on a Buffalo hunt one winter(he'd never been on a Buffalo Hunt and the Calvery was no help even if he had done a lot of business with them). His bones have still not been recovered from the Fontennelle forest. It was as if he knew his exit was planned.