Thrilling Sunday non-ES report, see man:
Awful night of pain, on same HSM as had worked perfectly the night before, man.
After ES-ing, went to Mexican supermarket, long time since last there we man.
Got some random items including stuff on sale, F$WM.
Breakfast/lunch/din-din (at Many [2+2] p.m.) was TG*, barf your heart out Bro G man.
*the onecan of tuna was from a previous ES and the onecan of peas from a market's dented-can bin, F$WM
A siesta was then taken, initially successful but awoke prematurely from pain, man.
Mama T-B. appears resigned to our going on our trip, minor miracle man.
However, she wants a full list of all her accounts with exp. dates, phone numbers, etc., man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. brought Mini-B., start of Two Guys half-week man.
She shall reclaim him on Wednesday after skool, deal man.
We shall take him at least on Sunday night, ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s Many'th birthday = party with amigas man.
Mini-B. is working on a girlfriend, a true JC (hyskool-junior chica) man.
We know what they say about older chicas and younger men, si man.
She is apparently not a rubia, therefore we disapprove of this imminent relationship man.
Warshered & now baking our one LL, including all ES linens man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Going to visit urgent-care doc Monday, with MRI reports, to lobby for meat-tenderizer in hip, hopeful we man.
If she declines, don't know what we'll do in time for trip, unknown man.
Must also do admin stuff for Mama T-B. plus grocery for Uncle T-B., latter easier than former man.
And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.