Thrilling Monday report, see man:
Despite embedding post-midnight and almost delirious fatigue, Mini-B. awoke and readied himself earlyish, miss-Momming wee man man.
We remembered to take doc-prohibited HSM at bedtime and actually zzz'd, zzz we man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. awoke us with a cheery "I'm home, si man!", good but man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. showed up before noon to collect Mini-B., appear ex-she man man.
She accomplished every item on her Ecu agenda, successful ex-she man man.
She said that Mama-ex-Mrs.-T-B. appreciated the bath towels & warshcloths that we sent down, si man.
We distinctly suspect that Family-ex-Mrs.-T-B. wants her to remarry us, suspect distinctly we man man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. invited us for Thanksgiving lunch, usual invitation man.
Attendees would be us, Mini-B., ex-she man, Cousin Mini-B., and Cousinette Mini-B., quorum man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. was tempted to also invite Foxy Amiga* and mom, if no other plans man.
*albeit not a rubia, no man
"But you might flirt with her and I might want to remarry you, si man," said ex-she man man.
"She wouldn't go out with us anyway, no man," responded we man man.
After this, we blew out to Costco Business Center, weather threatening man.
We got Many (2+2+2+1) items, all but one planned man.
On way back, we Aldi'd for another shepherd's pie, keep freezer inventory up man.
We then visited Mama T-B. and got thoroughly yelled at for the various usual, sigh man.
Ministered to expectant miu, minister we man.
Din-din was MTG, ingest we man.
We then siesta'd, excellent zzz we man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. texted us to bring a drink and a "good" pie for Thursday, contribute we man.
We went to regular Costco half an hour before closing, only time to go man.
We got a huge lattice apple pie for $Many, surprisingly reasonable man.
We off-dropped it and an existing soda bottle at ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s, efficient we man.
Mini-B. appeared stressed already but we figured that he was more tired, si man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. was already doing business on the phone but came out as we left, si man.
Now we'll have no last-minute rush, Always Do Homework Early we man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Fizzicle Therapist to visit rather early, deal with shoulder she man man.
No other plans in particular, no man.
And that was/is our thrilling Monday, report we man.