Flinging Rants To See If They'll Stick

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Thrilling Friday report, see man:

 

No GS or ES attended today,   man.

Ex-Mrs.-T-B. texted to ask if we could keep Mini-B. overnight after skool, overly committed ex-she man man.

We agreed to this, agreeable we man.

 

Lunch was onebag of nuked mixed vegetables, ingest we man.

 

We were up-cleaning little things, like activating credit cards, when Mama T-B. called, aysheep senior she man.

The noosering-home and hospice people had caucused about her plan of care, caucus they man.

They seek to meet her need of sitting in a wheelchair for a while several times weekly, si man.

Mama T-B. aysheeped, "They're probably going to mess up my schedule and timing, si man,"   man.

We said, "Wait and see, si man.  Why worry about something that hasn't happened yet, huh man?", si man.

Mama T-B. kept bemoaning and bewailing the "change" to her timing,   man.

She also wanted a visit between noon and 1, visit senior she man we man man.

 

We appeared at Many (2x2x2) minutes till 1, punctual we man.

Mama T-B. lectured us for "almost being late,"   man.

She also asked us why we weren't working on her taxes,   man.

 

Mama T-B. was tense, trembling, and aysheep, champion worrier senior she man man.

We were to reload her pills, a.m. & p.m. caddies man.

We told her that we were going to fill in this week's so she had 2 full weeks' worth of pills, si man.

She asked us Many (2+1) times what we were doing and agreed to it all Many (2+1) times, si man.

Then, after we finished, she asked what we'd done and cried because it wasn't what she wanted, sigh man.

 

Mama T-B. is starting to forget stuff, and she knows it, all the worse man.   

She's also going blind in one eye and couldn't see out of her glasses anyway, vision-changes man.

There's no one to remove her earwax so she can hear better, no man.

Losses of sight & hearing are major contributors to senility, sigh man.

She can't even sit up in bed long enough for an earwax-flush, no man.

We can think of nothing that we can to do to help, advice please man.

 

After well over an hour, we proceeded on our errands, Many of them man.

Mini-B. was at our casa waiting to be fed, de-skoolbused wee man man.

We asked his patience, frazzled we man.

 

We groceried at Costco Business Center and got more Subway gift cards, F$WM.

We went to Dollar-Plus-Half-of-Half-a-Dollar Tree for our/Mini-B.'s needed items, si man.

We groceried for Many (2+1) items for Uncle T-B., needy senior he man.

We delivered said items to Uncle T-B. and retrieved another tax form, 10ManyMany-R man.

Uncle T-B. said that he figured out how to use Adguard, miraculous man.

He also didn't keep us longer than the 2 minutes we said we had, even miraculouser man.

 

Fought skoolzones to reach casa and Mini-B., thoroughly out-wiped we man.

Of course, miu demanded miu-treats and dry miu-food, demanding miu man.

We then fridged/freezered/pantried purchases, beyond-exhaustion we man.

 

Then ex-Mrs.-T-B. texted Mini-B. to see if we could din-din him and drop him at her casa, work-lating ex-she man man.

We somehow didn't shoot ourself definitively and managed to comply, compliant we man.

Din-din for Mini-B. was onecan of S+Ms, ingest we man.

Din-din for us was a chicken tender and half-sandwich donated by Mama T-B., ingest we man.

We then off-dropped Mini-B., bye wee man man.

 

Returned to casa and siesta'd, zzz we man.

We left phone in other room with door closed, visionary we man.

Sure enough, phone rang twice and it was Mama T-B. both times, voicemail we man senior she man man.

It was too late for us to call her back, we'll hear about this later man.   

 

No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.

We have itineraried 2 GSs and at least 1 ES for Saturday, itinerary we man.

We expect to visit FST and Favorite Medium-Sized Town, expect we man.

Consciously in back of mind will be needs from Mama T-B., what can we do man.

And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.