Let Sleeping Dogs Rant

[TBoneTX 45,603]

1 hour ago, mam521 said:

The oak in the back is probably Many (2x2x2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2x2) years old

Egregious P-math error precised, si and see and  mam ma'am!

1 hour ago, mam521 said:

you can’t really stop it’s spread with a tree that old

Yes you can, si mam ma'am -- cut down the tree, whee mam ma'am!   

[TBoneTX 45,603]

Thrilling Saturday report, see man:

 

A call from Mama T-B. awoke us, the Many'th (2+2th) consecutive such to do same, truncated zzz we man.

 

No ESs were attended or contemplated, too much effort for too little perceived gain man.

Lunch was another (small) chicken pot pie from Costco, ingest we man.

 

Waited till after 1 p.m. to get Uncle T-B.'s grocery list, shop we man for senior he man man.

Spent $Many ($2x2x2x2x2x2x2 +2+1) -- si man, $Many ($2x2x2x2x2x2x2 +2+1) -- on his stuff, $i man.

Store was mobbed and we left with a splitting headache, ache we man.

Uncle T-B. grateful as always, casa-bound senior he man.

 

Used this visit to go to Mama T-B.'s crib, other side of same building man.

Collected more requested stuff, collect we man.

Delivered said stuff, deliver we man.

 

Mama T-B. showed us her phone, only Many% ([2+2]%) storage left man.

We recommended clearing caches and deleting unnecessary apps, recommend we man.

Mama T-B. objected strenuously to deleting anything possibly needed,  and  man.

We convinced her to clear caches, at least that man.

Mama T-B. would not let us do it but instead did it herself, consume-timing senior she man.

At marathon's end, Mama T-B. had freed another Many% ([2x2x2 +2+2]%) of storage, success man.

Mama T-B. then lectured us about the usual,  man.

 

It was now half-past Many (2+2+1) p.m. and nearly din-din time, consider options we man.

A Denny's was just across the road from the hospital, see we man.

Din-din was a Many+ chicken fried steak with corn + macaroni/cheese, ingest we man.

Total amount after various discounts was just $Many.Many, quite a bargain man.

This satisfied our yen to visit Denny's a couple or Many times per year, enough for now man.

 

Arrived at casa and was met by outraged miu, Where Were You Daddy man.

Treated/lunched miu, serve miu we man.

We then headed upstairs for intended major siesta, need zzz we man.

Miu wanted to play, You Owe Me Daddy man.

We dimly heard miu give her feather-roller squawking during our zzz, out of it we man.

When we arose, miu insisted on our attention, attack thrown feather-rollers with gusto miu man.

 

Mini-B. due Sunday eve, Two Guys week man.

Weather supposed to head straight south, cold rain wind yuck man.

We hope that his new coat fits, hope we man.

 

Party with the rubias ongoing, cavort we man.

[TBoneTX 45,603]

Scintillating Sunday repartee, yawn man.

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Thrilling Sunday report, see man:

 

Mama T-B. tied up with therapy all day, so we didn't go visit, si and no man.

 

Lunch was Tuna Glop, ingest we man.

Fairly relaxing day (but see below), si man.

Watched football game and consumed Many (2+1) Costco popcorns, ingest we man.

Laundry conquered during this time, conqueror we man.

Miu sat on our lap at great length for scratch-chinning, luxuriating miu man.

 

Before our intended siesta, we texted ex-Mrs.-T-B. to inquire about Mini-B.'s hoamwurk, si man.

Halfway through our siesta, we got 2 calls and 2 texts, initially ignore we man.

Mini-B. had an uncompleted in-class assignment for Health,  man.

He had not told ex-Mrs.-T-B. all weekend, no man.

Furthermore, he had returned the textbook that we had specially gotten,   man.

Ex-Mrs.-T-B. reamed Mini-B. a new one and suspended his phone for a week, agree we man.

Mini-B. is to get the book back from the teecher on Monday or lose phone for another week, si man.

Mini-B. is also nearly failing Math, no reason for this man.

We are at wit's end,  man.

At least Mini-B. seems somewhat contrite, for what that's worth man.

 

Consequent to all this, ex-Mrs.-T-B. canceled a hen-party appearance with her amigas, bummed ex-she man.

 

We left the casa for the first time, with Mini-B., for 2-item grocerying, si man.

We have delayed revising our standard grocery list and have been paying for it with multiple trips,  man.

 

Ex-Mrs.-T-B. brought spaghetti/ground meat for Mini-B.'s din-din, prepared ex-she man man.

Mini-B. preferred PB&J sandwiches, prepare we and ingest Many (2+1) wee man man.

We consumed the s/gm, ingest we man.

We then conveniently dished the warsher with ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s container, efficient we man.

 

Party with the rubias imminent, cavort we man.

[TBoneTX 45,603]

Thrilling Monday report, see man:

 

Colder than an illegitimate male child outside, Texas weather not Many man.

We, in our usual diminished morning capacity, had to roust Mini-B. into action, shoot us now man.

Of course, he left one skool bag in the T-B.-mobile,  and  man.

Two coffees didn't help us, beyond help we man.

We went back to bed for an hour's nap, zzz we man.

 

Several frantic errands, mostly on behalf of Mama T-B., needful senior she man.

Lunch (after 2 p.m.) was a hot roast beef sandwich + potato salad*, ingest we man.

     *at Mama T-B.'s complex, courtesy of Mama T-B.'s leftover monthly meal funds, whee man

Made deliveries to Mama T-B. and got lectured about the Usual Topics,  and  man.

 

We lay down for a half-hour doze before skool pick-up, exhausted we man.

Of course, a phone call came in precisely halfway through, voicemail it we man.  

 

Mini-B. in fairly good mood after Robotics extra class, congenial wee man.

Din-din was breaded chicken fingers in honey-mustard + nuked corn, ingest Two Guys man.

 

Mini-B. kept delaying checking for hoamwurk, reluctant wee man.

When he finally did, we found a History thing due by midnight,  man.

Mini-B. spent 2 hours + half an hour diddling with this 2-page thing,  man.

We somehow got him to bed only half an hour later than "latest optimal," proficient we man getting wee man to zzz man man.

 

We are certain that a needy miu will keep or wake us up, throw up hands we man re miu man man.

 

Aside from the sleepy stress, not a bad day, we guess, guess we man.

[TBoneTX 45,603]

Halloween (Tuesday, Manytober Many'st) would have been ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s and our Many'th ([2x2x2x2 -1]th) anniversary, sigh or whee man.

 

We shall spend it in coordinated team activity, with ex-Mrs.-T-B. tailing Mini-B. + amigos as they trick-or-treat, and with us handing out mini-Hershey bars (without almonds) to whatever neighborhood offspring show up at the casa, si man.  Between visits, we shall eat what is to be handed out, opportunistic we man.

[TBoneTX 45,603]

Scintillating Tuesday repartee, yawn man.

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Thrilling Tuesday report, see man:

 

We dragged ourself from bed to get Mini-B. to skool, then tried to stay awake until we couldn't, zzz we man.

Lunch was onecan of beef stew, ingest we man.

 

Din-din was bagged shredded lettuce + tomato + croutons and hot dogs, ingest Two Guys man.

 

Ex-Mrs.-T-B. (attired as a witch) came over with choice of Hallowe'en costumes for Mini-B., visit ex-she man.

Mini-B. chose to be a zombie, zombified wee man.

 

Hallowe'en report available here, see man:

Trying to pry Mini-B. away from the TV, watch-videoing wee man.

 

This is the first Hallowe'en ever that Mama T-B. hasn't had Mini-B. come over for goodies,  man.

We sent her fotos (Spanish spelling), only option man.

We and ex-Mrs.-T-B. hugged on what would have been anniversary #Many (2x2x2x2 -1), hug we and ex-she man.

Overall, an OK day, conclude we man.

 

[TBoneTX 45,603]

Thrilling (?) Tuesday-report addendum, see in addition man:

 

Mini-B. had gastrointestinal upset from candy overindulgence, in one end out the other man.

He was also on a half-crazed sugar buzz,  and  man.

He is finally asleep, finally zzz wee man.

 

We thoroughly inspected his "take" and were most disappointed, few Snickers*/Almond Joy* man.

     *never to be seen again, ingest surreptitiously we man

Why do people pass out garbage that no one wants to eat, huh man?

 

Oh, and Happy Columbus Day in Poland, oj tak!   

(Absent Asia!  Absent, ABSENT Asia!)

Edited November 1, 2023 by TBoneTX

[mam521 2,111]

8 hours ago, TBoneTX said:

Why do people pass out garbage that no one wants to eat, huh man?

I don't pass out stuff my kids won't eat just in case we have leftovers.  

 

Why don't Americans pass out more mini bags of chips?  This is a common thing back home.  Not only do they tend to be less allergy offensive, but they keep the trick or treat bag much lighter!  

[TBoneTX 45,603]

14 hours ago, mam521 said:

Why don't Americans pass out more mini bags of chips?

Because no one wants to eat smashed cheaps* when real food is thrown atop them, that's why mam ma'am!   

14 hours ago, mam521 said:

they keep the trick or treat bag much lighter

1.  Less stuff will then fit into the bag, see mam ma'am.

2.  A light treat-bag is a sign of T-or-T failure, see mam ma'am.

Many.  This is why we let few, if any, Canadian geologists run crucial aspects of U.S. life, si mam ma'am.

 

*Years ago, we came home to the casa, and this dialogue ensued, see man:

 

Then-Mrs. T-B.: I bought you cheap, si man.
T-B.:  What did you say, huh man?
Then-Mrs. T-B.:  I bought you cheap, si man.
T-B.:  You bought us cheap, huh man?  What the dickens does THAT mean, huh man?  We're not that cheap, no man.  And don't let Immigration hear you say that, no man!
Then-Mrs. T-B.:  Cheap, CHEAP!  I bought you CHEAP, si man!

Further investigation revealed that she had gone to the store and bought us a bag of potato cheaps, si man.

[TBoneTX 45,603]

Thrilling Wednesday report, see man:

 

We had energy today and needed it, si man.

 

First, miu was active and ultra-demanding almost all day, needy miu man.

Next, we dutifully achieved stuff for Mama T-B., aid we man senior she man.

  1.  We made several preparatory phone calls, yak we man.

  2.  We went to Bank #1, cash out Mama T-B.'s matured CD we man.

Many.  We went to Bank #2, deposit check from matured CD we man.

Many.  We went to Mama T-B.'s crib to check the mail, check we man.

Many.  We sent important e-mails and scoped Amazon on behalf of Mama T-B., send & scope we man.

Many.  We took lengthy notes on what Mama T-B. needs in the hospital, deliver on Thurs. we man.

 

Lunch (fortunately before all the above) was at Arby's WUOC, ingest financially savvy we man.

 

Ex-Mrs.-T-B. requested Mini-B. tonight vs. Thursday, up-freeing us for much of this man.

 

A siesta was somehow squeezed in after all the above, zzz we man.

We were able to deliver new-patient papers to our own doctor, deliver we man.

Taco Bell was within walking distance, opportunistic we man.

Din-din, in the form of Many (2+2+2) crunchy tacos, was procured, taken to the casa, and consumed under the highly interested nose of a certain desirous miu, fend off desirous miu we man.

 

Took more notes on what else Mama T-B. needs, deliver on Thurs. we man.

Ex-Mrs.-T-B. can actually provide a couple of crucial items, volunteer ex-she man.

 

Got Mini-B. into bed late, we'll see how he regrets it in the morning man.

Miu finally zzz-ing atop her miu-tower, zzz-ing miu man.

We should probably postpone the wild party with the rubias till tomorrow but won't, cavort we man.

[TBoneTX 45,603]

While at Mama T-B.'s place, we saw the roster of incoming telephone calls, see we man.

Many (2+1) -- si man, Many (2+1) -- were from Cousinette T-B., inevitable and egad man.

 

Cousinette T-B. has the most loving heart ever, truth man.

However, she is the only true extrovert in the family, and massively so man.

She thinks that everyone loves people, parties, and attention all the time, conclude she man.

This particularly extends to the sick and hospitalized, sigh and man.

This means copious and mandatory flowers, balloons, plants, and lengthy yakking visits,  man.

 

Mama T-B. wants zero visitors, can't blame her man.

She is allergic to most flowers, can't fault her man.

She has no use or place for balloons or potted plants, neither do we man.

She is already fretting about the volume of stuff to be returned home and the mess until it's organized, excessive worry but That's Senior She Man man.

 

Mama T-B. wants/needs to reserve her energies for what's necessary, such as recovery, si man.

Visitors and even uninvited phone calls drain her, absolutely the same with us man.

She doesn't care to be seen in a diminished condition, can't blame or fault her man.

None -- NONE -- of this matters to or is comprehended by Cousinette T-B. in the slightest, no man.

 

Cousinette T-B. has already contacted ex-Mrs.-T-B. to inquire about Mama T-B.'s whereabouts, thankfully no squealing by ex-she man man.

It is inevitable that we shall soon be contacted by Cousinette T-B., bet your life savings on this man.

Anything that we say to Cousinette T-B., no matter how diplomatic, will hurt her feelings, certain we man.

However, we must fend her off, protect Mama T-B. we man.

 

We acknowledge the invasive nature of extroverts but remain mystified why they must actively seek to take away people's time, space, comfort, and energy, see but no see we man.

 

Discussion, si man.

[DaveAndAnastasia 2,093]

On 11/1/2023 at 6:25 AM, mam521 said:

Why don't Americans pass out more mini bags of chips?  This is a common thing back home.  Not only do they tend to be less allergy offensive, but they keep the trick or treat bag much lighter!  

While out with mini-Dave, PRG, and neighbors (have little girl nine months younger than mini-Dave and even littler girl who's like six months old now -- also, babies seem much lighter now than they were three years ago), overheard some older tricker-treaters complaining about getting too many Reese's. I was like "most people buy candy they like so the leftovers won't be wasted, and everyone without a peanut allergy likes Reese's". Of course, this year bought candy mini-Dave likes instead as Halloween candy is bad for my diet, man; last year regressed five or ten pounds (still, down over forty pounds from when I started this back in August 2022) over the holidays, trying to avoid repeat.

 

At any rate, mini-Dave had a good time trick or treating; didn't get scared off by the slasher-movie-villain at the super-decorated home this year (last year, daddy having a lightsaber and mommy dressed as Captain Marvel was apparently insufficient reassurance).

[TBoneTX 45,603]

51 minutes ago, DaveAndAnastasia said:

little girl Many months younger than mini-Dave

P-math transgression, si and see and  DA man!

52 minutes ago, DaveAndAnastasia said:

even littler girl who's like Many months old

P-math transgression, si and see and  DA man!

52 minutes ago, DaveAndAnastasia said:

much lighter now than they were Many years ago

P-math transgression, si and see and  DA man!

52 minutes ago, DaveAndAnastasia said:

last year regressed Many or Many pounds (still, down over Many pounds from when I started this back in August Many,000)

P-math transgressions, si and see and  DA man!

55 minutes ago, DaveAndAnastasia said:

daddy having a lightsaber

May the force be with you, si DA man.

[mam521 2,111]

I often buy mini Playdoh.  It's a pretty reasonable hit, even with older kids, and I think some parents are relieved its not more candy AND it's a small quantity.  The first year I was handing it out, I was still in Canada.  It was a chilly, snowy Hallowe'en in northern Alberta.  We had a little deck up to the front door with about 4 stairs or something.  This kid came to the door, did the ole "trick or treat!" and when I gave him the Playdoh, he went bookin' it off the deck, maybe hit one step, gleefully shouting "THIS HOUSE HAS PLAYDOH! THIS HOUSE HAS PLAYDOH!".  I still chuckle about it to this day and that was over 16 years ago.  

[TBoneTX 45,603]

1 hour ago, mam521 said:

We had a little deck up to the front door with about Many stairs

P-math transgressions, si and see and  mam ma'am!

1 hour ago, mam521 said:

that was over Many years ago