I now find myself the furthest away I’m
going to be for the next twelve months from my favorite time of year – that, of
course, being Christmas. At least I can say this past week rose to the occasion
to meet even my lofty expectations. All of the blame for the fun lies with my incredible
friends and family. It is wholly appropriate that we are getting pelted with
ice and the Patriots look pathetic. It matches my mood right now as I have to
deal with the downside of Christmas – that it has to end.
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| FBR and Daughter this Morning She Inherited the Family Love of Corn Muffins |
Luckily I have the memories of the past
week to sustain me. The FBR and my daughter were the last to depart on Saturday
morning with a car full to the brim with the spoils of Christmas morning. The
FBR was happy because she gets to watch her IPad for the entire trip home. She
returned to find that Santa had left a “big girl bed” in her bedroom. She was really
excited about this development and in a completely unprecedented event asked my
daughter if she could go to bed early on Saturday night and was asleep within
minutes. The world was stunned by this but it’s an indication she liked the new
bed.
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| FBR in her Brand New Bed |
The BRS was in similar mode back at
her home. My son and the ABFA are in the process of moving her accumulated toy wealth
from the living room into the titular dining room which is being converted to a
play room. The BRS loudly objects to this at times. She also finally finished
opening the last of her Christmas presents. Her newest trick is to coax her
father into opening the gate to the front stairs whereupon she races up to her
room and turns on all the various devices she sees her parents turn on – the sound
machine, the humidifier, etc. etc. When her dad asks her if she’s ready to go
to bed she emits a squawk of indignation that would make the FBR proud.
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| The Puzzle Master at Work |
Soxfather’s excellent family rose to
the occasion on Saturday to help diffuse the pain of the end of Christmas.
Soxfather’s cousin hosted his extended family and us in her beautiful home in
Jamestown, RI. In a true turn of events my Favorite Panamanian said she would
not function as my designated driver since it was further than the usual drives,
so I was consigned to soft drinks for the night. This was probably a good thing
considering how many Coors Lites met their maker at my hands over the preceding
few days. I fulfilled Soxfather’s sister’s most fervent dream and did not exercise
my legendary photographic talents that night. I’ve been through Jamestown hundreds
of times over the years but in the past year discovered that I’m descended,
through my mother’s side of the family, from some of the original settlers there.
Finally after the usual charging
around on Sunday I consigned myself to the Man Cave to drown my melancholy. The
Patriots did absolutely nothing to assist there as they appear done for the
year, no leadership whatsoever from Mr. Brady. I finished off the second season
of Mrs. Meisel which might be the funniest thing of television right now. One
of the best parts of the past week was watching some episodes with my daughter.
I also finished off the first season of the Witcher on Netflix which has the
Superman actor running around with long locks fighting monsters. I still have
an impressive stack of movies I received at Christmas to run through my new 4K
blu ray player but most of those will probably wait form my Favorite Panamanian’s
flight south next week. I also found a new obsession with the Ring doorbell we
now have – I keep a close watch on my front yard throughout the day through my
phone. For all of those who were worried I just got an alert and watched the
city workers pick up the huge mound of rubbish Christmas resulted in from the
front yard.
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RECURRING
CHARACTERS
BRS
- Blog Reader the Sequel
- second granddaughter; FBR - First Blog
Reader - first granddaughter, ABFA –
Amazing Best Family Athlete = my daughter in law; Wingman – my son in law; Keene
Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene,
NH; Soxfather - my brother in law; Great Aunt = my elder sister; Cantankerous Friend – friend since
grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to
attract women; Pittsburgh College
Roommate – high school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which
grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two
close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my wife is the 3rd musquetera
(musketeer); Riggins - also known as
the Grandpuppy, son's dog, surrogate grandchild while awaiting arrival of the
BRS; 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; Neighborhood
Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia member, Favorite Panamanian - the wife (of
course); First Friday – celebrations
to mark the First Friday of the Week; Deckzilla
Dude – senior citizen carpenter/contractor; Voices of Inappropriate Worth - members of public who come to every
Worcester public meeting to complain, all are on public assistance along with
demeanor issues
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