I finally spoke with the FBR this morning to gauge
her reaction to seeing her dad in concert last night. Wingman’s band blew
through the NYC area this week and after a day off with family he had a concert
near their New Jersey home. My daughter sent the most endearing video of the FBR
frolicking on stage during the afternoon sound check. Unfortunately it’s too
big to import here but trust me it could not have been more lovable. The FBR
took it all in stride and my daughter reported she had charmed everyone at the concert
venue. She and her mother got home around midnight which is significantly
beyond her usual bedtime but my daughter said she took it all in stride but unfortunately
that didn’t translate into an appropriately later awakening this morning.
Parenthood.
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| FBR and Daughter at Concert |
I’ve been engaged in a battle against the basement all morning as I
finally took on the challenge of storing all the Christmas paraphernalia as
well as the toy debris from having two granddaughters in residence over the holidays.
I know, small price to pay. Their toys get stored in the approach to the Man
Cave. I completed work and immediately reported my accomplishments to my Favorite
Panamanian. She is a sucker for a guy who cleans up the house. She was
impressed with my efforts which were specifically undertaken in her absence because
it always goes faster without expert supervision. ‘Nuff said.
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| Basement Before Picture |
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| And After |
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| Toy Area Before |
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| And After |
I also took on the case of the mystery pooper. One
of the benefits of the new Ring doorbell is I can finally identify who allows
their dog to crap in our front yard and then doesn’t pick it up. I mean, who
does that? The last time the dog crapped right in the middle of the driveway
and the lazy owner just left it there. I posted the sign below to catch their
attention and hopefully modify their behavior. I’m also in loin girding mode as
I have a thunder run down to Rhode Island this evening for a McShawn’s night
with Great Aunt and Soxfather, so there!
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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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