Because the dog was having trouble breathing, I didn’t get much sleep.
I stayed home from work to monitor her – the love of my life, my little monster.
And when she finally found sleep again, I drifted off, too. I couldn’t pin down an hour of sleep, so I got up.
I read. I wrote. I checked the dog’s breathing. Her allergies aren’t our friend this season. Benadryl is.
She dozed off again. I read. I ate lunch. I Netflixed by watching The Residence. 4 episodes in, and I am hooked!
Cupp is particular. She is calculated – a perfectionist. She questions everything. She examines the unimaginable. I understand her.
I’m falling in love with a show that plays hide-and-seek with my thought process and places me on the edge of my seat.
I wasn’t searching for a series that would be both intriguing and shocking – I loathe series. I have to be moved, perplexed, mesmerized, and changed.
The Residence dishes out all of this and more. It is the quintessential mainstay of perfection in a comedic mystery. I found my happy place while my dog struggled to breathe.
And I almost lost my breath, too.
NaPoWriMo is finished. I survived 30 days of posting poetry every day for another year. And to end it with this one feels magical.Thanks for doing April with me, folks. I appreciate you.
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1. Tuesday Night Dinner. Fried chicken drumsticks, Jasmine rice, & sweet corn. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
2. Oscar De La Hoya Quote.
1. Tuesday Night Dinner was a delectable treat. I hadn’t cooked fried chicken in an extremely long time.
I made a decent wet batter (two eggs, lactose-free milk, olive oil, and various spices). I used yellow cornmeal instead of flour and fried them in vegetable oil.
My Jasmine rice was simple: water, olive oil, and salt. The sweet corn was as well: white & yellow corn, salt, pepper, lactose-free milk, water, and light brown sugar.
I had leftovers for Wednesday, and it was even more delicious at that time!
2. Oscar De La Hoya Quote: I used to be a huge fan of this incomparable former boxer. His personality was always top-notch during interviews and he let his fists do the talking in the boxing ring all the time.
I don’t recall him ever being a massive trash-talker. He held his own. He may not have blown through all of his matches, but the guy was a LEGIT warrior in the ring.
And he was/is handsome, too.
The quote above struck me as instantly motivational. Judging from those few words, he didn’t allow anyone to limit what he could do. And well . . . isn’t that how we all should be?
Here’s a short YouTube video of a compilation of The Golden Boy’s “Greatest Hits”:
The world in which we live is crumbling — bursting at its seams. I can only speak for myself, but I know I am not alone in feeling this . . . in feeling the dark pain that lingers without relent. I believe it is common for human beings to want to flee the bad parts of life — to shut ourselves up and lock ourselves out of the realness of the world when it weighs heavily on our shoulders.
Shouldn’t we want relief? Shouldn’t we strive for it? And with our world spinning and crashing the way it has for decades, do you ever wonder when will it all end?
I saw the trailer for Nine Perfect Strangers multiple times and told myself after The Handmaid’s Tale, I couldn’t take another dramatic/dystopian/climactic series. But, with each view of the trailer, my curiosity had been heightened. I adore Melissa McCarthy and have always had a slight crush on Nicole Kidman, so I told myself, “It’ll either be really good or really bad. What do you have to lose?”
Shouldn’t we want relief? Shouldn’t we strive for it?
The Pull of the Series.
Before I knew it, I’d launched myself into the first episode (Random Acts of Mayhem) and had watched the next three without stopping. And now, having watched the fifth one (Sweet Surrender), I want more.
Based on The New York Times best-selling book by author Liane Moriarty, “Nine Perfect Strangers” takes place at a boutique health-and-wellness resort that promises healing and transformation as nine stressed city dwellers try to get on a path to a better way of living. Watching over them during this 10-day retreat is the resort’s director, Masha, a woman on a mission to reinvigorate their tired minds and bodies. However, these nine “perfect” strangers have no idea what is about to hit them.
Having read the above synopsis, wouldn’t you want to dive right in as well? Nine Perfect Strangers, for me, started off strong from the very beginning. I had been pulled into these characters’ lives — it made me seek what they sought — to learn what they were drawn to learn. I could not pull my eyes away from each instance as every character plays a major part. Each one of them has his or her own share of chaotic behavior to lend to the series.
With everything that had been pummeling them, drowning them, beating them senseless, Tranquillum House was — is supposed to be their escape. It is supposed to be their leap into peace.
With every episode, I found myself pulled into the strength and presence of Nicole Kidman’s character, Masha. Does she have a God complex or is she truly trying to help the souls she claims to want to save? What’s the bigger picture? What is her ultimate goal?
I see a bit of myself in Regina Hall’s character, Carmel. Two people had hurt me to almost the point of being broken, yet I was not married to either of the two. But, I need to “dissociate myself” from each of them. I need to find peace with being single again. I had it a few years ago, but for some reason, it has fled the scene — no calls, no letters . . . nothing.
I also see myself in Tiffany Boone’s character, Delilah (Dee). I am struggling to save my sanity in a world designed for me to lose it. I have watched someone I love cling to another, yet knew I did not have it in me to give them what they needed. And throughout that time, I still had to wear the mask in public — be professional, carry on with life — act like shit really did not hit the fan.
Tranquillum House was — is supposed to be their escape. It is supposed to be their leap into peace.
The perfectly handsome yet misleading Yao, played by Manny Jacinto, had me burning with intense anger in certain scenes and I became an even bigger fan of Delilah. His intelligence, love of nature, charm, and calm demeanor are all captivating qualities, but his demons aren’t subdued for long. They are revealed and they stir up havoc.
What is Going to Happen?
Everyone in Nine Perfect Strangers has lost something or some things, whether they are physical or emotional — they all share the presence of loss. Tranquillum House, the savior space, headed by Masha and her helpers, reeled them in and is taking them on the most unpredictable ride of their lives.
From casual lies to micro-dosing the nine with psychedelics to playing on their emotions for personal gain or perhaps understanding of herself, Masha is a character you’re going to either love or hate. And I am still on the fence about where I stand with her. Maybe love. Maybe hate. I think the next episode will break the ambivalence for me.
Has Masha found her calling in life — trying to fix the lives of others while purposely ignoring her own trauma, her own impending demise? She coordinated an intact (on the outside) house of healing, yet everyone seems to be breaking down.
Tranquillum — not for me, maybe . . .
At first glance, Tranquillum House seems like one I would pay thousands of dollars for which to retreat, but after pulling back its layers — maybe, just maybe, I better stick to writing and therapy. The foundation and walls probably aren’t the source of my skepticism — I’m certain it is the actions that go on behind those walls. Would I even survive it? Would you?
The sixth episode airs on Hulu on Wednesday, September 08, 2021, and I intend to be watching everything as it unfolds.
A Cornered Gurl 
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