Our mission yesterday, which we had no intention of not accepting, was to locate our Christmas tree for 2022. This is a little later than usual but I plead decisive engagement with granddaughters over the weekend. After a trip into the depths of Worcester to find a tailor and making room as the Worcester police excitingly converged on a bank enroute (who says Worcester can’t be stimulating) we wandered back to Charlton. This is where our favorite Christmas tree vendor is located and it was very cool being able to go during the day when there isn’t a big crowd (yet another retirement benefit). It was nostalgia on overdrive as we meandered through so many well remembered locations. If only the driveway hadn’t been so steep and the movie theater closer, but I digress.
Rare Photo of my Wife Outside in Winter
Selecting Our Tree
This is one of the few granddaughterless
activities that will get my Favorite Panamanian outside when the temperatures
are below 60. The tree is up, I’ve put the lights on and have now been summarily
excised from the situation. My wife will now take over the decorating. For some
odd reason she says I’m not very good at this. I think it may have something to
do with my complete lack of style. Just guessing here. 
Tree is Up!
BR3 Feels Better! 
Posing with BRS After Ballet Class Last Night
As we spent the afternoon on this adventure,
our usual Tuesday date night was pushed later in the evening. We missed out on
the matinees at the movie theater. I thought everything was still on track
until I arrived at the ticket booth and was told the only seats available for the
Knives Out movie were in the very front row. I know my Favorite Panamanian well
enough to realize she wouldn’t spend the entire movie craning her beck to watch
it. I had to pull her very unhappily from the popcorn line where she admitted
she was jonesing for corn. We ended up watching a Dutch movie about hackers in
the Man Cave home theater so it was similar to Pandemic Date Nights. She got
her popcorn and the movie wasn’t half bad.
Still a Daddy's Girl
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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; Connecticut
Riverboat Captain – another close friend from high school, renowned sailor
of the big river; Curbside Girls – close
friends of my daughter acquired during him 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 3rd Musquetera (musketeer); Namesake Nephew –
son of Great Aunt and Soxfather named after me; 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; PCR - Pittsburgh College Roommate– high
school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; PCR+1 - Pittsburgh College Roommate’s wife; 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
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