Today was a semi-sad as it marks the last full day I get to spend with my Favorite Panamanian for more than a week. She’s heading down to Panama tomorrow to surprise her mother on Panamanian Mother’s Day. While this means the household toilets can remain at Present Arms for a week, I’m still going to miss her. We were joking that these separations were almost commonplace during the first three decades of our marriage when I was sent off by the Army to play with well-armed friends and foes while she always had a trip to Panama planned in her back pocket. Since I’ve retired, we’ve gotten used to being around each other, all day, every day. This marks the first time in three years (pre-pandemic) that we’ll be apart for more than a day. This means, of course, a couple thunder runs back to Keene over the next few days to insure I don’t get too lonely. Soley for therapeutic measures, you understand. I took her out to lunch today to mark the occasions and reinforce that she’s required to come back next week.
Has
anyone else noted that we’ve heard almost nothing about Ukraine since October 7th?
That was when the Iranian surrogates, Hamas, launched their attack on Israel followed
closely by Iranian surrogates in Syria attacking US bases, Iranian proxies, Hezbollah
attacking northern Israel, and Iranian backed Houthis in Yemen attacking
whatever shipping sailed too close to the Arabian Peninsula. It’s no news that
Russia and Iran have become close allies as Iran, an outlaw state, is one for
the few willing to support Putin’s Ukrainian adventures. While the Russians are
regularly getting their asses handed to them on the tactical battlefield by the
Ukrainians, the Russians remain the preeminent world power in shifting the strategic
information space. I’m sure they’re delighted with the diminished coverage of
their Ukrainian invasion and I wouldn’t put it above Putin as asking Iran to
employ their terrorist assets to assist in shifting attention elsewhere. As
usual, the boots on the ground, be they Palestinian, Lebanese, Yemeni, Syrian,
or Ukrainian are paying the price for this. Not that Putin or the incarnate
evil that is the Iranian regime cares one iota. 
Lunch Today
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; CRC - 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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