Today was a long day for a Sunday. I was up at 6am and arrived at Publix by 7am. I had to buy some breakfast and party items for the annual holiday store meeting. A normally boring meeting i attempted to lighten up . At 8 am i prepped for the presentation and it began at 9am. It ended at 12:30 and i was home by 1 pm. We hit jersey mikes for a little lunch. We picked up a few things at publix, my second trip. And them medicine for the baby at CVS. Last Stop Spumoni South. Ellexa and pop pop tried to chase a rabbit across the lawn. And the drunken neighbor called me Steve.

So i got to see the Uncle Vito today and i must say the man looks amazing. He got a hug from ellexa and she got a Christmas teddy bear. We tried and tried to get her to say his name as she had earlier in the car but to no avail.
Uncle vee showed off his cool new scar and declared they had in fact glued him back together "after moving some stuff around in there". He very subtly referred to his open heart surgery as a little cut and they moved some stuff. I don't feel any pain or anything. Amazing. We discussed many things over some DeCaf Orens Vienna Roast and a Blueberry pie from Kosters. Of course all discussion between mastandrea's eventually must end with bodily function discussion. I learned something Uncle Vee should have received an award for. He said it with very little fan fare and spoke as if, you know it happens. He apparently had some trouble with regularity and he had not dropped a deuce in more than 3 days. This disturbed him and weighed him down as one would expect. Using only prunes as his weapon of choice he made a full recovery in the hospital and actually took a 7 pound shit. 7 pounds......I have done some extraordinary work but i have never even come close to that number. He was sure of its weight as he was weighed each day and after that monumental movement he was 7 pounds lighter. He also checked it out visually. We all felt that if it was not mud than it probably resembled a chivalad sausage with the toothpicks still in it. Much to our surprise it was neither. It was a normal consistency AND he did not need to push at all. It left on its own. I was amazed and left my dads house with a whole new image of uncle vee. He is truly a bathroom warrior. His philosophy is awesome. He will drop no log before its time. If the peristalsis of the lower intestines has not moved the next submersible to the on deck circle he will not force the issue. He will speed it up with a few prunes but thats it. I needed to share this as i thought about it all night.

We also watched some cookie and mojo videos. Very interesting.

I think uncle vito is growing a beard. I think that's perfect. He and my dad should stop shaving and see what develops. They should have some stashes in 3 or 4 days. I aspire to have the Rollie Fingers handlebar mustache some day. Someone has to bring it back, someone help me.