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Thrilling Friday non-ES report, see man: Got earlyish phone call from HOA management co., call they man we man man. They approved our paint revisions and will reimburse us in full, victoriou$ we man. Written confirmation has been received, that ices it man. Project manager has been notified, equally happy PM man man. Mama T-B. much calmer and called us only twice all day, less-aysheep senior she man man. Breakfast/lunch/din-din was at Chinese buffet in favorite medium-sized town, visit we man. We consumed Many (2+1) plates heaped with beef & chicken, ingest we man. This time, the pepper steak was underdone, chewing-exercise we man. After this, we completed all errands nearby, including grocerying for Uncle T-B., efficient we man. Second ES was in a small town 2 Manyzen miles away, first visit there in years man. Got caught behind a big rig on 2-lane highway, man. Were we in charge of All Things, we would decree the following, see man: 1. All big rigs are banned from 2-lane highways, decree we man. 2. All fat people are banned from ESs, decree we man (and maybe before 1. man). Before reaching casa, visited Uncle T-B., delighted senior he man man. We delivered groceries, delighted senior he man man. We got his 10ManyMany-INT forms, almost all there man. Reached casa at Many (2+2) p.m., service outraged miu we man. We mistakenly had taken no kill-paining meds before long road trip, hip hurting badly man. Sat and watched TV news, weather forecasts man. Attempted siesta failed utterly, hip aching man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. We have itineraried the 2 local ESs for Saturday, itinerary we man. We must also visit Mama T-B. on Saturday, hopeful of achieving both we man. Mini-B.'s skool district has canceled Monday skool, probably prudent man. It's supposed to regular-rain on Saturday morn, How Dry We Aren't man. Then it's supposed to get colder, progressive decrease man. Then in wee hours Sunday morn, supposed to freeze-rain man. If temps get above freezing somehow on Sunday, then good fortune man. Or, Mini-B. might have to stay with ex-Mrs.-T-B. through Monday night, we man. And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.

Friday ES report, see man: Went on long ES route after all, well over Many00 miles round-trip man. Mama T-B. called once, but just in time to make us miss an important exit, man. Neither ES yielded anything, skunked we man. Total = $0

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Thrilling Thursday report, see man: Lousy overnight zzz, man. We really need to return to our HSM and not the doctor's, conclude we and our kidneys be hanged man. Breakfast/lunch was 2 ham-&-cheese sandwiches, ingest we man. Highlight of day was fielding aysheep calls from Mama T-B., frantic senior she man man. She's aysheep of running out of incontinence supplies, aysheep senior she man man. She won't let us buy any for her to tide her over, no man. She'd rather wait (but can't wait) for some to be delivered, man. She's seriously going to worry herself to death, in her lifelong personality already man. We furthermore got called by Uncle T-B., senior he man call we man man. He's fascinated with an inpatient place that treats lymphadema + cellulitis, man. We did this in a similar place already back in May-June, horrible man. He doesn't understand that nothing will improve if he doesn't take part in self-care, man. He waits on noosers et al. to treat & bathe his legs, no contribution from his own self man. We told him last time that if his condition returns to what it was, he's on his own, grrrr man. Instead, we're being roped into the same infernal thing as before, man. We can't handle TWO inpatients, run off screaming into the night we man. And the nooser from this new inpatient place wants to give us a sales pitch, forget it man. Retrieved Mini-B. for Two Guys eve, Two Guys wee and we man man. Din-din was from Subway*, ingest Two Guys man. *WUOC + gift cards, F$WM We are now out of Subway coupons, we man. After din-din, we & Mini-B. wrapped our outdoor faucets, wrap-artists Two Guys man. Movie night was El Camino, watch Two Guys man. Many (2+2) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys and apply to next week's tally man. During movie, Mama T-B. called us Many (2+2) -- si man, Many (2+2) -- times, man. After off-dropping Mini-B., went to nearby supermarket, need stuff and curious we man man. Place was quite busy and some shelves bare, to be expected before a freeze man. We got half a Manyzen Gatorade Zero grapes, fridge nearly restocked with same man. Also got 2 Hungry Man din-dins and (the last) 2 Marie Callender beef pot pies**, prep for Two Guys week man. **on sale, serendipitous man Returned to needy miu, Treat Brush Play With Me Daddy miu man. Miu is also fascinated by something in our office wastebasket, nothing beyond the usual there man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. We have itineraried 2 ESs for Friday, itinerary we man. One is in Favorite Medium-Sized Town, waiting for it we man. If, as expected, Mama T-B. remains too aysheep, we can re-itinerary 2 more-local ESs, sigh man. Otherwise, latter can be done Saturday, optimal but pessimistic about this we man. And that was/is our thrilling Thursday, report we man.