Weekender

I have discovered an important fact about myself and the aging process. This was discovered through an appropriate level of artistic and medical inquiry. Apparently, at my advanced age, three sequential Happy Hours are my limit. This past First Friday I participated in three virtual happy hours in a row starting with a work one, followed by the family Facetime, and ending with one with my Favorite Panamanian’s family. They were all a lot of fun as I got to break in my brand new First Friday glass – a gift from my daughter’s family.

The Sleep Queen - BR3

New First Friday Glass

It was a certainly a week where most of America needed a good stiff drink after the Wednesday foolishness of the Trumpuster’s legions. It’s been kind of fun to watch the news as the most public of the idiots are tracked down and arrested. They seem a lot less arrogant on their booking photos than they did on Wednesday. These bozos should do serious jail time for their part in desecrating our Capitol. I could care less (not really) about the idiots that work there but that building is a symbol of what it is to be an American (Norte Americano for my Latino friends).

BRS Sporting a New Doo Courtesy of her Dad

Luckily the NFL provided a prefect recovery zone on Saturday with three playoff games and I explored the efficacy of seeing the first game through closed eyelids. To be perfectly honest – not very effective, but an excellent method to re-charge expended batteries. Speaking of expended batteries, my Favorite Son and the ABFA are going through a phase all parents endure. They were even more in need of sleep than I was because BR3 has decided to abandon her heretofore very successful nocturnal sleep patterns. On Saturday she even refused to nap, both of her parents looked like I felt which was not a good thing. Of course, BR3 still wields her dazzling smile and radiant personality which mitigates any ill will generated by her wakefulness.

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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 3^rd 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