Crisis Day

Today marks my last full day of isolation at the homestead. Tomorrow, I head south to effect linkup with my Favorite Panamanian. This, of course, means I am in DEFCON critical level in preparing the house for her return and inevitable assessment of my custodial responsibilities. The plants are all still alive so I’ve got that going for me. Toilet seats are descending throughout the house as I’ll have to break that bachelor imposed habit forthwith. The vacuum will be working overtime as the Clorox wipes are liberally applied to everything I can reach. I know I will still fall short but she expects the effort. It’s also Mother’s Day this weekend,  so…..

My Last View of the Beach

She was doing her own cleaning frenzy earlier this week as she closed up the condo for the next seven months. I asked her to show me the beach one last time as I still haven’t lost the pull back to my January to April haunt. I’ve been distracted over the last couple days with a trip to the dentist for a cleaning and all that entails. Yesterday the dermatologist had me under the knife (literally) again. She was very pleased at my lack of deep tan after three and a half months on a tropical beach. She still found two spots she felt needed to be biopsied and we await the results. They’re both on my back so a result of years ago sun exposure versus the past year where the back was entirely covered every time I went to the beach.

I also snuck out to see a movie yesterday, Memory. Liam Neeson is back in an action flick laying a dementia riddled assassin on a revenge tour of El Paso. Despite his advancing age, Neeson still carries the action and imbues the seemingly despicable character with a healthy dose of nobility. He’s on the tour because his bosses wanted him to kill a teenage girl which he refused. I guess these bosses never saw Taken because Neeson employs his special set of skills to dismantle a child smuggling ring all the way to the top. A really strong supporting cast helps with Monica Bellucci as the main evil doer. She exudes menace and charm. It’s not as if any guy could refuse anything she wanted them to do. Well except Neeson, and therein lies the rub. A generic but well-done action flick.

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RECURRING CHARACTERS:                                        

ABFA – Amazing Best Family Athlete - my daughter in law; BR3 – Blog Reader #3 – granddaughter #3; BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel - second granddaughter; Cantankerous Friend – friend since grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to attract women; Curbside Girls – close friends of my daughter acquired during her single days in Brooklyn; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Favorite Panamanian - the wife (of course); FBR - First Blog Reader - first granddaughter; First Friday – celebrations to mark the First Friday of the Week; Great Aunt - my elder sister; Keene Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene, NH; Kindergarten Friend – friend since kindergarten whom I reunited with after many years; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my wife is the 3^rd musquetera (musketeer); Neighborhood Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia member; PanaGals – female relatives /friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we have lived & their spouses; Pittsburgh College Roommate– high school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Riggins - also known as the Grandpuppy, son's dog; Soxfather - my brother in law; Tia Loca – wife’s younger sister; Wingman – my son in law; Wingmom – Wingman’s mom, of course