Tidy Husband

Eligible for the seniors discount and the Happy Meal deal at the same time.

  1. Sugar High

    Please use your indoor voice. Please.

    I have nobody to blame by myself.

    When we go to the outlet mall, we get her some sugar. It’s assumed.

    Photo by Nestor Mehanikov on Unsplash

    In my defense, we don’t go often but every once in a while we do go and have a look around and usually come out with more sugar in our bloodstream than when we went in.

    Today we were there with Abuela as there’s a store she likes to visit while here and across the aisle is a candy store that sells nothing but weird overpriced candy so it’s an easy few minutes to kill while we leave abuela alone to shop in peace.

    Once the novelty of the candy store waned, we tossed a few quarters in the gumball machine and now we’re the proud owner of a bouncy ball that will probablyy meet it’s demise after it goes through the dog and I find it in the yard.

    The tradition is we go to Yogen Fruz and we get her a frozen yogurt. Healthy yes? Um..not really. Because then we top it with sugary candy so the nutritional balance skews to the unhealthy end of the chart.

    Here’s a photo:

    Not the best, but it is the end of summer so what’s one last treat yes?

    After we got home, she went and found a friend to wear off all that sugar so in the end it worked all out..

    Except, the day wasn’t done yet.

    Tonight with Abuela here she made us a diner pie for dessert

    Banana Cream to be exact:

    Lookout bloodstream! Here comes more sugar!

    And OMG did the sugar hit afterwards. She was inside singing at the top of her lungs and eventually we just sent her outside to sing and play with sticks or something, anything - get out of the house!

    So…ya. The sugar count was a little higher than planned today.

    Tomorrow, it’s carrot soup for her breakfast.

    Me? I’ll have another slice of that pie.

    Until Next Time,

    TH and Co.

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  2. She's Home!

    Hey Dad, I’m back!

    “Oh, it smells like home”, she said as she opened the car door.

    Photo by Johnson Johnson on Unsplash. Thankfully we don’t live here.

    I guess that’s as good a greeting as anyone can get.

    She got unloaded and was very happy to see the dog, and then Mom and then it was dear old Dad’s turn for a big hug.

    Once the dust settled and we got everybody inside and fed, she said to me:

    “Hey Dad!”, I bet it was quiet without me here.

    “Oh, it sure was”, I replied.

    TOO Quiet, in fact.

    But we’re so happy to have you back home and that you had a fantastic time with Abuela.

    After dinner she had to go try out the new telescope she found at a yard sale during her time away so we waited until dark and then she laid on the ground with her telescope with her Mom and they looked at the moon and stars.

    Then PJ’s and she was out like a light without any fuss.

    I have no pictures of the homecoming because it’s tricky to hug and take photos at the same time.

    Until next time,

    TH and Co

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  3. No Wonder She Does Not Want to Come Home

    Mom and Dad who?

    Remember when I wrote last week that the child had enough of being away from home and was homesick? Does this look like a girl that’s bored and homesick?

    Also: brave!

    I feel that she’s gotten bigger than I last saw her but I will be able to tell soon because she will be home tomorrow!

    No wonder she doesn’t want to leave. There’s been a whole lot of learning and playing this past week for her but now it’s back to school for her soon so the party is over.

    Speaking of partying, BW and I decided to party hearty on our last night without a child:

    Dinner and Show?
    The Theater Perhaps?

    No. We are the old parents in the neighborhood. This is how it goes down at our house when there’s no children:

    Believe it or not, I won tonight with these letters and I never win but tonight I won and I will win again tomorrow when I get to see my little pumpkin again.

    I don’t care if she is having too much fun, we miss her and we need her back home.

    Until Next Time,

    TH and Co.

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  4. Back in the Day: Chicken Wings

    Back to a time where chicken wings were not cool, but I was.

    As a Gen X-er I spent my youth in the 80’s. That means yuppies and blow dried hair and square shoulder pads and of course: the mullet. And don’t forget Cyndi Lauper.

    Photo by Chad Montano on Unsplash

    Anyway,

    I was ubering this afternoon when I picked up a ride from the hotel in Niagara falls to go all the way downtown to go to the Anchor Bar to experience buffalo’s wings. I’m not up on the history of the Anchor bar but I think they were one of the first to sell wings or come up with the idea. It’s located in an old building that looked to be a house at one point so there’s the attraction: It’s an old building with some character and they’re claiming dibs on the chicken wing

    The recipe hasn’t changed and it looks like the decor hasn’t much too, but you know what has changed? The prices!

    According to the MENU I found, 10 Chicke Wings will cost you $17.00.

    That’s a lot of money. For a chicken wing. You can go to your favorite grocer and buy an entire cooked chicken for about 10 bucks and if you can read and know how to work an oven you can cook a chicken for about ten bucks as well and it will better than any wing you can have.

    Somewhere along the line chicken wings got to be cool and are having a moment. A two bucks each moment - but a moment.

    But wait a moment. Isn’t this supposed to be a back in the day story?

    Yes!

    Back in the day I paid 10 cents a wing (CDN) and although there were lots of dive bars where we could go get a beer and about 25 wings for under five bucks, sometimes that was even too much money for your young twenty-something writer.

    Some nights we would drive to Niagara Falls, NY and cross the border for chicken wings. Like folks do now for the anchor bar. It was loud and fun and even cheaper wings due to the US/Can exchange rate.

    It gets even better because the bar we went to used to take Candian money at par. I’m no finance expert but even back then my young self knew this was a good deal. The bill would come in US dollars but we paid in CDN making the 10 cent wings even cheaper.

    I fear that by the time the child is ready to go out with her friends for beers and wings she won’t be able to afford it and that would be too bad because going to a dive bar and drinking beer and eating wings on the cheap is an experience that I think she should have.

    Heck, who am kidding? She will probably order Uber eats and maybe the guy delivering them will tell her a story about back in the day when wings were just two dollars each.

    Until Next Time,

    TH and Co.

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  5. The Trouble With Finding Care

    It can be a full time job.

    The dog had an interview today.

    just look at young everybody was.

    I don’t know if the dog’s old daycare went out of business or what, but I do know that there’s a for lease sign on the front door and that’s never a good sign.

    This left us without any dog sitter. In a real pinch we could ask a neighbor to come over and let the dog out but we had nobody lined up for events or if we need to get out of town for a few days for holidays or wedding or something.

    Of course, thanks to BW this became MY JOB with finding a new sitter. Here’s the problem: We can’t send the dog to any daycare where they just toss them all in a big pen and let them sort it out.

    Our dog is special. She’s the neediest dog ever but hasn’t been socialized much with other dogs so there’s been no practice on how to behave and it’s too late to start now. 1 This means I can’t just call the local doggy day care and pay them the monies like we did with our previous dog.

    So, I found an app called Rover that is like Airbnb but for dog sitters and I found a very nice lady 20 minutes away. She was very responsive to my query and that’s a good start. The prices are reasonable and there’s a lot less paperwork.

    Previously, I tried to get the dog lined up with a local doggy hotel and they wanted paperwork after paperwork and signatures galore. It was ridiculous.

    This rover app was a lot easier: A few text messages and we made an appointment for this afternoon for her to meet the dog and see if she passed the sniff test.

    Thankfully, the dog was on her best behavior and once the initial skittish reactions died down she was in love with her new doggy daycare sitter and the interview was a success and now the dog has a sitter for future events.

    I guess you could call it love at first sniff.

    Until Next Time,

    TH and Co.

    1. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks, after all. ↩

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