I
should be better prepared to deal with the aftermath of spending extended time
with my Favorite Son but it just doesn’t get any easier. I found my mind constantly
wandering back to the times we had at his beach cottage over the past few days
and wishing I was still there. Life, though, has other plans and hopefully they
can fully enjoy the rest of their family vacation with one less set of
grandparents to host. Then there’s the whole work thing that I’m supposed to be
doing. I’ve found it easy to do in a beach location, a la Las Lajas, but the
addition of family, and, of course, granddaughters, is an entirely different story.
I’m putting in a week’s worth of effort over the final two days of this week.
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| FBR, Mini-Hulkster |
The
FBR was back on the air waves this morning and I could have sworn she was a little
relieved to see that her cousins no longer had unfettered access to her grandparents.
A little of the green-eyed monster, as my mother used to say. The FBR showed up
to this morning’s call with a Hulk mask. I made believe I couldn’t recognize
who was calling which led to some FBR giggling, giving her away completely. She
received the mask along with a Thor mask as part of a weekend party. We then
had a detailed discussion on just who the god of thunder was. She was relieved
to find out that he is considered a good guy.
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| My Descent Started So Well |
My
Favorite Panamanian and my recovery are not all spiritual either. We’re both
dealing with some physical ailments obtained during our beach stay. Predictably,
my wife’s relate to her trying to do much while mine definitely falls into the “dumbass”
category (cue comment from Cantankerous Friend). My wife always overdoes it
when it comes to granddaughters. I caution her but she just can’t help herself.
She and the PanaGal house guest had planned on driving up to the Maine Musquetera’s
house today but my wife woke up physically exhausted and they had to cancel the
trip.
Now
as to my dumbass moment; I was evacuating the beer cooler from the house,
carrying it to the car. I was almost at the bottom of the stairs when I decided
I could take the final two steps while turning to the right to swing the cooler
around. I failed to take into account the very high end to the banister. I
learned very quickly as my ribs with my entire, not inconsequential, weight
along with that of the cooler collided the post. I used some very colorful
language to express my discomfort and looked around quickly to insure no granddaughters
were within earshot to hear my declarations. My wife was just exited the door
above me and asked what happened and I just shrugged it off saying it was a “flesh
wound”. I woke up this morning with a very colorful gash and bruise on those
ribs. You are very fortunate because I was doing some physical gyrations to try
to take a selfie of the bruise but that was beyond my limited flexibility. You
can thank me later.
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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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