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Big doings down Maryland way and in these parts as well (Little Rhody for those who aren't regulars).

Seems that the newest member of the tribe, Finnegan, though that callsign isn't official yet, has had his daycare swept from underneath him. Presents a problem as both his parents work which is why The Missus Herself (or Grandma as the wee ones insist) has been forward deployed down below the Mason-Dixon line these past two weeks. I should mention that The Nuke was Down Under for those two weeks for work. Leaving Tuttle having to work AND watch the wee ones. Which is why Wonder Woman The Missus Herself was down there, helping the kids out, as is her wont.

Now I've been maintaining the Palace as well as I can (yes, that's not very well) what with work and dying laptops and a pending return of The Missus Herself so we could head north to celebrate Thanksgiving. Which leads me to "the big doings in these parts."

Seems half the tribe up there has been hit with "covid-like-symptoms" leaving the rest to panic and decide that Thanksgiving should be spent much like 2021 was, in our own little bunkers protected from politicians the world.

Now I ain't going to go into the politics of this, those who wish to in the comments may find their comments deleted, I have less and less patience with politics of any flavor. Can we just agree that ALL POLITICIANS SUCK, or will eventually? And leave it at that.

So the freaking Grinch cancelled Thanksgiving up north. I was resigned to spending the day with the love of my life (The Missus Herself) just chilling and eating pie. (Two of which I ordered for the get together which is now not going to happen.)

Now, back to the daycare situation. Seems the daycare which Roberto did attend (and enjoyed) and which Finnegan is (was?) attending somehow let things slide to the point where the state decided that they were no longer a licensed daycare facility. I don't know the full particulars, and don't much care, other than the youngest member of the tribe has no daycare and must stay home with both parents working, mostly NOT AT HOME.

Now the hunt for a new daycare has commenced but, one thing leading to another, "Hey Dad, can Mom stay until after Thanksgiving?"

Um, well, uh, I do have pies, two of 'em. But gee, does Mom (The Missus Herself) really have to stay another week?

Yes.

Uh, well, okay, I guess ...

"I want to fly you to BWI on Wednesday, return the Sunday after T-Day."

Oh boy, air travel over T-Day, ouch, Holy Crap, that's gonna be ...

"Sure, why not?"

So I must needs be suffer the slings and arrows of air travel over A Major Holiday, but on the upside get to spend T-Day with grandkids.

Sign me up.

Downside?

Well, for y'all, I have no laptop now. So guess what I won't be doing over the holiday?

Blogging.

Talk quietly among yourselves, maybe I'll toss up a re-run before I go, maybe I'll just say the heck with it and join the Muse, away from the keyboard.

We shall see.