My Favorite Panamanian
has never met a Christmas light that she doesn’t want to use somewhere. We
started this year’s decorating with a veritable mountain of extension cords
that I thought would be more than needed to address her expression of holiday
cheer. We finally finished up decorating outside yesterday and there wasn’t a
single cord left. Since the temperatures were weirdly in the 60s on December 1st
she ventured outside which contributed to additional wattage being expended as
she decreed any plant in her vast garden complex taller than four inches needed
to be festooned.
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FBR in Zoom School
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She rallied an impressive
set of lights, included some multi-colored solar garden lights. She actually
had two different sets of solar powered lights that went into use. This was
just a drop in the bucket though as I can see the credits we’ve built up with
the electric company over the past year based on our rooftop solar array being
seriously challenged. All this being said, as usual, her vision turned into something
really special and I found myself wandering outside a couple times after dark
to take it all in. As I said, I am an unrepentant lover of all things Christmas
related.
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Front of the House
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Besides looking
remarkably like her father at the same age BR3 confirmed her relationship to me
yesterday as she roundly rejected creamed carrots in her continuing exposure to
solid foods. She has embraced the concept and last night while we were talking,
I could see her gnawing on the tray in front of her while her food was being
prepared. The girl is a chow hound.
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Side Yard
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The FBR is back in
the Wingman day care center for two weeks as they shut down her classroom for
that time after one of the teachers had a close contact with a positive. She
still conducts classes remotely and continues to love learning. Wingman
recently received an early Christmas gift of a new video game system and this
has allowed him to spend some time with the FBR on it. She was regaling me with
a tale of a “friendly” rat who grew horns and wings. When I doubted the rat was
truly friendly after she revealed it ate a small boy she scoffed, saying, “Grandpa,
it’s just make believe!” Today she gets some lessons in Mario Cart from my daughter who claims to be an expert. I always wondered what they were doing with that Nintendo set, back in the day.
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| Other Side, Solar Light in Foreground |
Speaking of rats, of
the sinking ship variety, the Trumpster’s ardent supporter, the attorney general,
William Barr, publicly stated there was no widespread election fraud. I’m sure
this didn’t please the bunkered one but it was nothing everyone outside of he
and Rudy Giuliani don’t realize. I think the expression is – “A blinding flash
of the obvious.”
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RECURRING CHARACTERS
BR3 – granddaughter #3, 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; Kindergarten
Friend – friend since kindergarten whom I reunited with after many years; 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; 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; Curbside
Girls – close friends of my daughter acquired during her single days in
Brooklyn
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