Egg Rolls and the Pyke Syndicate

I picked up some Chinese food on the way home to go with Mom's cooking.  She was making some vegetable rice, so I got some egg rolls and a jade green menu entry, which is basically a large vegetable platter.  In the old days, I would be terrified of such a food choice.  But the asparagus, sweet peas and even broccoli are nice with the different rices.  The local Chinese restaurant is becoming a favorite stop of mine.  We stopped by there for Christmas Eve and enjoyed it, and I think that might be a new tradition.  Mom had the table all set up nicely when I got home, and we added the new food to hers for a great presentation, and a really nice meal together.  

One of the things I picked up from the Chinese restaurant on Christmas Eve was a calendar.  They gave them away, and I don't know why I love this thing so much.  But it's one of those standard Chinese restaurant calendars, this one with the theme of tigers, because this upcoming year is the Year of the Tiger.  I've got to find a place to hang that one up!

Nana hasn't been feeling well this week.  It seems to be somewhat of a standard cold, and the rest of us aren't really affected.  She's just been coughing and clearing out her throat, and feeling pretty achy all over too.  We're keeping an eye on that, getting her medication and whatever nutritional foods we can possibly convince her to eat.  That's always the challenge of course.

I finished up the script for Sunday, although again, it's currently questionable that we'll have service on Sunday.   The weather forecast seems certain that we'll have some sort of frozen precipitation.  I'm hoping for snow, rather than the ice that no one really wants.  We'll see.  But the focus of this first script will be the Baker Street Irregulars themselves, the street urchins and rabble that the common citizenry of London general ignores.  Maddie is one of them, along with a few others, and Dr. Watson will do a bit of an introduction of each on stage.  Maddie's character is largely a newsie, a girl who sells newspapers, and one who seems to know much that's going on officially, and in the criminal underworld too.  Mom is developing costumes as we speak although we're not expecting to have to need anything for this weekend. Still, we're preparing.  Part of that is listening to old radio dramas of the Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.  I've been listening to podcasts and a CD collection that Mom got me last year for Christmas, usually while I walk on the treadmill, or in the car too.  The ones I've been listening to lately are from 1944 and 1945, and they're really well made.  The writers are similar to me, working on a script each week as fast as they can with the best quality they can - the end product has been fun to listen to.

Maddie is feeling fine, and that's good.  We sat down to watch the latest episode of "Boba Fett," and at this point I really hate the Pyke Syndicate.  Before this, they were just another odd villainous species, but tonight's episode had me strongly wanting them all to perish.  To quote Emperor Palpatine:  "Wipe them out.  All of them."  

We closed the day out with more reading, and prayers.  And Maddie reading in her room too.  It was a busy day today, but we got some things done and are setting up for a new video for KidPak that will be filmed soon - an escape room.  It'll be fun watching Camille, Ty and Joe try to figure out a way to get out of that escape room tomorrow.  

But for now, it's time for bed.  It's cold out there, but it's snug under the blankets.  Mom and I are reading in bed for a bit - I've been still reading about President Grant and the election of 1876, and how Rutherford B. Hayes came from behind in the primaries and then in the election itself, and the result chaos.  It's been fascinating, because this book also has humanized many of these historical figures we all know.  I've really grown to appreciate Grant's character.

Anyway, we sat there reading for a bit - Maddie reading her Bible app too - until all of us were off to sleep, safely warm inside our comfortable house on this cold wintery night.