Bad, bad, bad Beckdawrek's holiday report

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I know ya’ll cannot wait for this. :sweat_smile:

  1. Sister, youngest brother and his woman(she said the relationship is complicated) blew in Christmas eve day. Sister left before dark. Going on a vacay with her BF and one of her daughters. Bro stayed over. He got shit-faced. His woman said “Yeah, its real complicated…” when we dragged him to a bed. It was a fun day, I felt good. Sister seemed very happy.
    A great consumption of alcohol was accomplished by all of them. Me and the kids watched some crappy Christmas show while they were whoopin’ it up.

  2. Christmas day: Brother left after eating brunch. I think he had 2 bloody marys. She drove.
    The kids loved their Santa experience. Only one melt down. The middle granddaughter. She’s always got a problem or two.

  3. Son-of-a-wrek fried a turkey while everything else was prepared indoors. It was freaky cold and damp. The door was continuously flapping. I worried about the pets. I definitely didn’t want the dogs close to the fryer. Too many ways for accidents.
    (This is how I spend holidays, worrying).

  4. Mid-dau, the chief cook was dealing with her ex, he was there to pick up the boys. He’s a professional chef. So of course they argued.
    I shut that crap down with about 2 words. Cleared my throat: “Ahem, my house…”

  5. Mr. Wrekker bought the most ignorant gift, ever imagined. I’m so mad about it. But of course, I live with it. (Ahem, my house…my foot!)
    It got installed upstairs in a dorm room, I have. I wasn’t sure it would fit. But it did. Got all assembled. Now all I hear up there is a clonky sound on the floor and fighting.
    And no one is expert at it enough to teach the kids, how to play pool!
    God, that thing pisses me off.

  6. Along with the other junk the kids got it was an over kill.

  7. We had a good meal. And good fun.

  8. Christmas night: we got a new card game, Taboo. It caused all manner of fun and hyjinx.

  9. The weekend came, we had some folks around. Lots of noise and snacks. Lots of liquor drank. The Lil’wrekker has gotten pretty good at mixology. So weekend mornings she does some fancy stuff. Everyone seems to enjoy it. I spend way too much money on liquor and snacks. Charcuterie ain’t cheap.

  10. Monday morning. I have dialysis. When I get gome from a tough morning, the Lil’wrekker and DIL both have confirmed flu that’s going around.

  11. Well, I’m dead for sure. The only thing that might save me is the little boys are out of town with their Dad. So hopefully it won’t go through us all.

  12. The Lil’wrekker is moaning and groaning and spreading her holiday cheer in an awful way. We’re lysoling all public spaces, door knobs, cupboards and remotes. Of course no hugging or handholding. And solo cups. I called the nurse line seems there’s no way I can pre-empt it. Either I’m lucky or not.

Anyway, that’s the holiday report.

Ya’ll have a happy new year.

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Always fun hearing from you! I’m glad to hear that the dialysis team isn’t forcing you and yours to be sober. Happy (bad bad bad!) New Year!

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Sounds disgusting. I hope you didn’t eat it.

Happy new year ! :beer:

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I hope you stay well!

There is some nasty crud going around.

And Happy New Year to you!

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Fried turkey is the bomb.
Turkey does well in a high heat, peanut oil. The meat is never dried out, like what happens in roasting.

Fried Ham is weird though, believe me. It just doesn’t work well.

(P.S. I never imbibe)

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Despite the fact one of my ancestors patented a particular billiards thing (Don’t want to ID, as it’d dox me.), I’m awful at pool. Was this Mr. Wrek’s gift to you or himself?

It sounds like wild times over there at Beck’s Wild Critter Ranch.

I sure hope you don’t get sick. Wear a mask and create a forcefield around you.

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[makes gestures toward creating a disease-warding forcefield around Beck]

[gets misinterpreted by the Siamese]

[runs away]

Happy New Year, Beck!

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The PSA that accompanied the table was that “It’s for the whole family!”

:expressionless:

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Well, on the bright side, you’ll get a great place to fold and store laundry in about a month.

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Actually, B, now that I think about it, you should spend every waking hour playing pool. In the morning, after you walk, any day you ain’t getting Vampired. Middle of the night when you can’t sleep. Rack 'em!

Think about it: You’ll get lots of steps walking around that thing, indoors out of the weather. You’ll be able to use it for balance as you shoot. It’s low impact and easy on most of yer joints. It’s good for your brain making and setting up shots. Play long, and play often. Get really good at it. I mean, Minnesota Fats Good. Take RJ’s beer money. Make the kids cry. Embarrass Rob in front of the hunters.

But most importantly, when you are able to Stomp everyone else in the house, it’ll be a giant “F You!” to the idea that “It’s for the whole family”.

:christmas_tree:

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thanks for not telling my secret plan

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Outstanding, Beck!

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That sounds like a wonderful holiday. No reports of stinky boys, ugly bedding, and best of all, a fried turkey! Now your job is simply to keep away from the germs. That damn cold/RSV thing is going around up here in the Northland too. Trying to keep away from it myself. Even if I have already been vaccinated.

And get playing pool. Tell the germy ones to stay away from your pool table.

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The boys are back on town. I heard all about the Dad and us experience.
They had way too much fun.

The Lil’wrekker says she’s well. She’s up and about.

So far, no new cases of flu.
I had dialysis today. I’m feeling ok.

On my way home now. Anxious to see the carryings-on at the house.