Kentucky Mountain Girl News by Henrietta Asher Handy

Hope everyone out there on The Webs and in the Blogosphere is doing well today.  I am happy to report I have not felt bad today; haven’t felt uberly great, but not feeling bad is a good thing. To be honest, my body feels like the weather is changing. Yeah, yeah. Laugh if you will, but some wivestales are true about arthritis are true. It just isn’t pleasant for the person whom Arthr is visiting

The Husband and I watched Meeting Evil today and we are disagreeing on what was really happening in the end. If anyone out there has seen it, What do you think?

It is a good movie, and we liked it…but the ending has us debating on what was happening at the very end. Usually, he and I have pretty much the same conclusions, except for when we dont. Like with this one. I am curious what others have to say.

Why is it, while you are living through history, actual history being made, it is exhausting?

Yesterday I was a cat-on-a-hot-tin-roof: I simply couldn’t focus on anything. Painting, drawing, and writing were simply things I really wanted to do, but the energy simply wasn’t there. The telephone ringing made me jump and the dogs were just ‘too close’ for me to feel comfortable.

The two camps have their line concreted into the ground. It must have been easier during the War Between The States because the population was so wide spread. Now everything happens in our living rooms, libraries, etc. There really isn’t an opportunity to take a break from the propaganda from both sides.

“Turn your TV, tablet, computer off, you say?”  How can you be far warned if you bury your head in the nothing? 

Sometimes it feels as though I’m picking up on the stress of the county and people around me. There really is tension in the very air, and I am afraid of what is going to happen when the bubble bursts.

I have been trying to make some sort of sense about yesterday’s riot. Things went far too smoothly for the rioters to get inside the building. A good plot point, if this was a FICTIONAL story, would be someone -or several someones- on the inside helping. It would need to be a high ranking security official…for the story…the FICTIONAL story. But yesterday wasn’t fictional at all.

Nope. It still doesn’t make sense.

It also makes me nauseous.

For my Halloween movie proper, we watched ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW. After this, we watched ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW:Let’s Do The Time Warp Again.

I love(d) going to The Kentucky Theater, getting dressed up, and gathering into the party that is the event called Rocky Horror.  Even though we weren’t dressed up, just watching and singing along made me very happy.  The Husband doesnt like the movie as well as I do in general, but he said he enjoyed it.  

There was high expectations for the new one, especially when I discovered Tim Curry was The Narrator.  Brad and Janet’s engagement was good. How the funeral kept following them made me giggle a little.  But, as a whole, it just left me feeling that the cast tried, but missed the mark.  And the cast put their whole hearts into the movie at points. This version was…too tame. It wasn’t Rocky Horror Picture Show.  It was a junior high production of RHPS. Not even Tim Curry could save it😪

What about Tim Curry? Every time he came on screen I felt sad because he truly was a mere shadow of the Frank N Furter he had been. It wasn’t difficult to see he had had a stroke because of his speech. There were times when he just read the words. He looked tired, worn out. I just wanted to hug Tim Curry and say, ‘It’s OK. You don’t really have to do this. Instead, why don’t we grab a cuppa and just hang for a while?  Really, you don’t have to be here for this.’

Of course it is understandable: He was in the very first production, and his last performance was in the same show. 

The new Frank N Further was too…something. She tried, though.

If you haven’t seen Let’s Do The Time Warp Again don’t worry. Put your attention and energy into something else.  However, if you do watch it, I would love to hear your thoughts.

Now it is November. Most of the leaves are off the trees.  I am adjusting.

How are you guys doing?

The pain and my head just won’t let me sleep.  Add to this I now have a lovely head cold/allergies – can’t tell which currently, but I’m POSITIVE it ISN’T COVID-19 – which knocked me out all of yesterday.  It was impossible to wake up.  Of course this added to the not wanting to sleep part. So, I am probably going to pull a 24 hour awake time.

I feel sorry for The Husband though because the dogs are protecting .e from e dry sound, every rustle of the trees, and the occasional car that may pass by at this hour. I know he hasn’t gotten much sleep so far tonight.  He isn’t feeling well either.  His sarcoid is really bothering him. He needs rest, but I need to be awake.  Maybe things will change for the better with the time change this weekend.

I am really missing having a laptop.  Not being able to continue all the writing projects or doing any editing for the projects completed is driving me into an odd sort of ‘downer’.  It isn’t depression. There just isn’t any writing being accomplished, and that is really throwing me off. Luckily the painting and drawing are helping.

No, I am not good at drawing or painting, but I’m enjoying it and that is really what matters for my psyche. Yeah, the psyche needs an escape of some sort from all the… craziness.

Covid-19 has finally made it into my area.  The road I live on has a number of cases now.  My great-nephew, J, had to leave work yesterday and get a test. This worried all of us because of my sister’s cancer, as well as my nephew’s cancer and their depleted immune systems.  Luckily, the report was negative.  Thank You, God!

Look at this… 👀 https://pin.it/5xMdYWn

Today there was forward momentum on cleaning and organizing.  It has made me happy. It was just what I needed to help get the soul moving again. Hope tastes like a truly decadent, chocolate dessert. 

Plus, since October 1st, The Husband and I have been watching old thriller movies in celebration of Halloween.  Monday was Hubie Halloween.  Tuesday was The Ghoul starring Peter Cushing.  Tonight was The Abominable Dr. Phones. 

What is on your movie watching list for Halloween if you have one? We are always looking for good and good-bad movies.

Last night, The Husband and I watched Hubie  Halloween on Netflix.  It stars Adam Sandler and a host of beloved, familiar faces from Saturday Night Live. I am not going to list the names because a) you can Google it; and b) when they appear on-screen the surprise is like getting a surprise visit from your bestie on a bad day.

Adam Sandler is either hit or miss for me, and this time it was a goofy, happy, non-stressing hit!  

Hubie is the town doormat it seems and he is so used to having thrown at him he has developed some mad skillz!  Hubie lives with his mother and is in love with Violet Valentine.  He has been in love with her since the second grade.  So, what makes Hubie special in some other way?

He is easily scared.  No.  Really.  Easy.  

This was an old fashioned movie where the good guy wins in the end..after some very interesting trials. No foul language. No adult insinuation.  Hubie arrived just in time to give a chuckles and a laugh when it was really needed.

Go watch Hubie.  Smile.  Relax with some spiked cocoa if you want, and just relax and feel warm. You know. Sort of like you used to before The Stress arrived.

Since the last post, life has begun to happen.  The Husband and I have joined a Mosque of the Red Death game via the internet. There is energy for cleaning and some work with the dogs.  

Drawing and writing together is slowly becoming the norm. There isn’t a chance for working on long projects until there is a new laptop; however, there are small things which can.  I am making the best of things again somewhere inside my head.

This election has me nervous, but peoples votes and minds are made.  This is going to be a tense one.  

So, what have you been up to? Drawing?  Writing? Painting?