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My neighbor boy seems to remind me nearly every time I see him; mostly good but sometimes…no, you need to walk me home…I’m staying here, nobody is home right now! In all fairness, he was mauled pretty bad at 7yo, so he is doing pretty good with animals if properly introduced.

Ahhh, reassuring a teen that he didn’t almost lose his real dad, that he wasn’t in danger as he was critically wounded and has to heal those broken bones; hmmm 🤔, teens have a unique ability to get overwhelmed by logic and fate being stronger than emotions.

Have you been seeing stars ⭐️ ⭐️ ? A sad loss and even though not someone Kurtis was more familiar with, this will hit too close to home for him, especially at his age. How many young people see other young people and then days later they’ve been killed…

TIme of Arrival, when he was critical and needed multiple transfusions quickly; common military and pilot type acronyms, but also somewhat synonymous with DOA type jargon in healthcare.

LMAO, I was just watching the S2:E1 of Disney’s Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Dear Ole step-dad finds himself locked out (lock change) but true to himself, he sees a Return to Sender box that the young Percy had sent to Athena, witch piss her off, so she had returned it…to Percy’s address. Well, the step-dad butt right into Percy’s mail…to find himself looking at Medusa’s head; left him rather stone faced, problem solved.

Well, the Major will be on some convalescent leave, so might as well do a little house cleaning… Bernie’s house.

It was a bit of the O.K. Corral shootout going on there. Kurtis is not gonna be happy that his first real and great dad was seriously injured; yes, on the mend but was critical at TOA.

Just watch out for those sandbags that come out of nowhere! 😆 I’ve been there; you’re focused on the horizon and some dofus puts or leaves a sandbag in a common path…illogical as hell but it happened at a time of lights out activities for no detection. That hurts like hell to come down hard in heavy gear, it’s like playing full contact football(American) without gear or piss poor fitting gear at least.

It was the age of MTV and almost anything produced played out…kinda like reading the Sunday comics from years of print.

Keep in mind a quick meal before the age of microwaves and flash frozen products, an instant or quick hot meal was somewhat a god-send. Plus hamburger meat was a cheap and common protein for most any household and income. Hamburger helper was a recipe already mixed to include the noodles and spices…just brown the meat, add seasoning annd noodles, add water, bring to a simmer for noodle cook times. Yay, a hot meal in a few minutes.

That separation by a common language is a bitch. 🤣 Local dialects and language slang is not unique to the USA either. From the many years living and traveling Japan for example, the country being much smaller than the US, it has many distinct dialects that can slow or confuse Japanese from other regions. Then take Europe, many countries not much different in size than a single US state, yet the languages across borders can be huge; so while they often like to say in comparison to the US, most Europeans speak a second language…perhaps more out of necessity that is. While that’s out of necessity in Europe, meanwhile one can drive from one end of the US or Australia, to the other, farther than crossing all of Europe minus western Russia, speaking our common language…English. All things are relative.

No, not patties, it makes a noodle casserole or skillet dish; quick or instant meal prep. I think the running joke came from Beth not being much of a cook but she tried making a family dinner, away from the big house with the hired cook, when she had brought Carter into their home. I don’t remember which it was tuna or hamburger helper she had, but she didn’t have the meat called for so she substituted the other. Well…tuna helper has more of a cream sauce, light. Hamburger helper has more of a cheddar cheese sauce, richer and more hearty favor…so the opposite meat is a bit of a clash in flavors. Rip wasn’t impressed…but the tension wasn’t really the meat helper attempt at dinner, but more of finding Carter, a sassy mouth teen boy sitting at the table like…instant family. The irony too…is that even after their adult discussion in the other room, they returned to Carter asking if he could have more…as Beth and Rip hadn’t really been eating that dish and Carter being a being a growing teen having been living off hospital vending machines as his POS dad laid dying in the hospital. Dad died, Carter goes with Beth…hamburger helper, instant family. 🤣 Carter spent a few nights in the barn learning to work for his keep before slowing the Rip and Beth dynamics brought Carter into the home and family.

It is called…Take the Long Way Home!

Don’t you hate when things hide from ya?

Along with the claims then that the original divorce was a ploy for a prenup that should then be voided, as the inheritance was accumulated prior to and during their marriage. The legal prostitutes called lawyers would love to go for that argument.

Volcano would be better.

Yeah, a quick run to the office and he comes back and immediately senses something amiss; amazing the technical and legal steps Natasha piled on them unexpectedly. As Martin corrected her multiple times, your “us” doesn’t exist and there being a us again is not happening. Nope, I don’t trust her, and I would not have volunteered to pay legal expenses. I would let the legal system run it’s course with only giving referrals and letting her pawn her life away as it was her decision to jump down her wicked rabbit hole, only help after her resources and family have been exhausted. Then there would be no more highfalutin her way around her family and friends. Even if Natasha is sincere at the moment, I still believe she will be looking for the next opportunity to manipulate Martin and the kids…so ironically maybe a little prison time would better serve all; as she truly learns her lesson, the kids have no manipulation to make them despise her in the future, and perhaps time will allow her to rebuild an honest relationship with her kids then mature enough to see her as she is, while maintaining a healthy skepticism when dealing with her.

Though delayed in emotional maturity, let’s hope they are now prepared to grow into an emotionally maturity that is a little more prepared for a full partnership in life; not to totally dismiss…MARCO POLO.

Honest, I just see Miles needing to make sure of himself before stepping once again upon a path he can’t stay on.

You bring up a very real and all too often situation…where is the other party and how are they dealing with the past. Everyone deals with their issues differently, and not all can afford the price in money and time that a therapist brings. Let along they may have compartmentalized their trauma and opening Pandora’s box could have catastrophic repercussions for their mental health. Then there is the possibility if not dead, that the sister was overcome by here demons and is marginally living with her own mental cocoon, while outwardly presenting as a totally dysfunctional mental vegetable.

There is no cutting corners in Congress, only seeking the winds of money and opinions that affect image…theirs.

Which staff are we bringing up?

Wow. Two young men that have seen more than one could want but yet the biggest battle is finding themselves missing something meaningful and important…each other. Randy’s family and the story of how it came to be explains much about him and how his love grows from within; without regard to expectations or judgement. He loves his dad no less, but Rick has been a father to him all the way; Linda, Rick, and sisters are family…because it was just meant to be. The message to Kent is let you heart grow, without guilt or remorse. Kent seems to be growing, with Randy becoming more important and significant in his life.

Wow, all the better for us but nice that it’s taking on life; congrats on another great story.

Rubbing Sticks and stones; gets that little divot all hot and ready for the stick to burst 💥 with flaming heat.