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Miguel: “This is so stupid. Why did you drag me here?”

“Because I want my son back to the way he normally is, not this brooding mess you’ve been for the past week.”

Miguel (offended): “Wow, thank you.”

I try to affectionately fluff his hair, but he doges my hand. “Miguel, please, don’t be angry. This is going to be put behind you, one way or another. Listen,” –Miguel looks at me– “You don’t have to be friends but you also can’t go on like this. It’s not worth the energy-”

Miguel: “Why don’t you tell him that? He’s the one that that–”

“How about you tell him, right now.”

(Rings the bell)

“Miggy, you don’t have to be friends with this boy again if you don’t want to, but you have to be civil. You’re not doing yourself any good by letting it fester like this, and going over to your friend’s house to drink is not a solution I want you to be taking up. I really hope your hangover isn’t too bad, because I have a feeling there’s going to be yelling.”

The door opens, and we’re led inside (with Miguel’s extreme reluctance) where I see Robby in the other room, looking equally as wretched and unimpressed as Miguel. I nod hello, but I think he’s trying to avoid looking at either of us. Or anyone.

“So… would you boys like a minute to discuss this alone?”

(Robby is staring out at the beach as if he’s trying to decide if he could make it around the house and out of dodge before I could catch him.)

“Robby?”

(Robby): “Doesn’t matter to me. I ain’t got shit to say to him. Public or private isn’t going to change that. I’ve already told you and Dad that I’m done. He’s only here because he thinks I’m going to screw up things for him with Sam anyway.”

“See, this is why it’s impossible to talk to you. You admitted to me once that you tried to screw things up before, so why should I think that you wouldn’t try to now!”

“You certainly had a lot to say over text! Should I bring up all the crap you willingly say to me in private? I can’t stand this. You’re only calm in from of other people, and then everyone says I’m overreacting! You’re a hypocrite who fakes being nice!”

“First of all, Kope has seen the texts. All of them. I don’t hide things. Second, I’m not faking nice. I’m not being nice at all. You just don’t matter enough for me to mess with you anymore. And I don’t have to screw things up with you and Sam. I’ll just have to sit back and watch you do it all on your own. “

“Fuck you! You know I really envy the people who haven’t met you yet! I wish I’d never spoken to you.”

Carmen: “Miguel!”

“Mama, ¿por qué estamos aquí? ¡Vea cómo él me está embromando! (continues speaking rapid Spanish)

(Taking Miguel by the shoulders) "Cariño, cálmate. (gesturing towards Robby) "Está tratando de irritarte... Si quieres arreglar esto, no puedes insultarlo así y no maldigas de esa manera."

(Looks pleadingly to Rick)

Talk with Robby and Miguel

“Robby, sit down.”

(Robby): What’s up?

(Sighs. He isn’t going to like this.) “Carmen and Diaz are coming over to talk. You two can’t keep up this fighting stuff.”

(Robby): “I’ve got nothing to say to him. And I haven’t been fighting with him. I haven’t talked to him in days. Not since his little work girlfriend tried to start some shit with me. I’m done. I don’t care if I never see him again.”

“Well, then sit there and listen to what he has to say because you two are killing your Dad with this shit. It ends today. Understand me?”

(Robby): “Yeah. Whatever. He can talk.”

(Rolls eyes and goes to answer the door.)

@nursejoylove @therunawaystudent

Miguel: “This is so stupid. Why did you drag me here?”

“Because I want my son back to the way he normally is, not this brooding mess you’ve been for the past week.”

Miguel (offended): “Wow, thank you.”

I try to affectionately fluff his hair, but he doges my hand. “Miguel, please, don’t be angry. This is going to be put behind you, one way or another. Listen,” --Miguel looks at me-- “You don’t have to be friends but you also can’t go on like this. It’s not worth the energy-”

Miguel: “Why don’t you tell him that? He’s the one that that--”

“How about you tell him, right now.”

(Rings the bell)

“Miggy, you don’t have to be friends with this boy again if you don’t want to, but you have to be civil. You’re not doing yourself any good by letting it fester like this, and going over to your friend’s house to drink is not a solution I want you to be taking up. I really hope your hangover isn’t too bad, because I have a feeling there’s going to be yelling.”

The door opens, and we’re led inside (with Miguel’s extreme reluctance) where I see Robby in the other room, looking equally as wretched and unimpressed as Miguel. I nod hello, but I think he’s trying to avoid looking at either of us. Or anyone.

“So... would you boys like a minute to discuss this alone?”

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Text to Carmen (Private) (F)

Hey Darling, @nursejoylove

I don’t know if you’ve had dynamite exploding at your place like I have here, but I just wanted to make sure you and your son were okay?

Hi you. I’m holding up okay over here, Miguel actually left for a friend’s place before I even had a chance to get home.. still waiting on his return. My mom had the sense to inform me. What is going on with those two? One minute they’re friends and the next… well I don’t know now. I have zero clue and have resorted to snooping.

Honestly, I don’t know. I mean, I’ll tell you what I do know.

That waitress girl that you thought was way too flirty with Miguel came to the park today with some friends. She saw Robby and started in on him for some reason. Knocked him off his board. Started telling him how pathetic he was for still trying to be in Miguel’s life, even if it was just to fight. Then she said Miguel implied to her that Robby got him drunk and took advantage of him. I can’t say as to what happened when they were alone, but that would be very out of Robby’s character. Not saying your son is lying if he did say that. But I’m thinking that flirty waitress might have been making more of an innocent comment than there was. I mean, she struck out with that right after he pointed out that Miggy has a girlfriend he’s pretty devoted to. And with everything else he’s been dealing with, Robby kinda went code red on everything and escalated it by 100. Anyway, if it is true, I just wanted to make sure Miguel is okay and that you’re okay dealing with it all. Those boys will drive a person to drink.

I am going to kill Miggy. This isn’t like him. God, I don’t understand. He’s not like that. I don’t really know the other boy, but I know Miguel wouldn’t blatantly make stuff up lie that. I can guarantee that girl had some part in it. I don’t like her, just had a bad feeling from the start, you know?

And yes, he drives me up the wall sometimes. And to think that people used to tell me to be thankful of having a boy because they are “less drama” HA! I don’t think so. I want to talk sense into both of the, they need adults. I trust you could do the job with me, what do you think? Johnny is… off the table I think. He wants zero part of this and I can’t blame him for that. I would really appreciate you being there with me, and we can talk this out with them, together. Two rational parents are better than one.

Yeah, for once I can’t blame him either. He’s caught between his two sons and don’t want to lose either. Gotta respect that. I can help you out, Doll. Just tell me when and where.

Hmm, Let’s do this somewhere not within earshot of my nosy neighbors. Feel like volunteering your lovely abode? Say, this Thursday at 5pm? There will be a lovely cake in it for you. :)

Text to Carmen (Private) (F)

Hey Darling, @nursejoylove

I don’t know if you’ve had dynamite exploding at your place like I have here, but I just wanted to make sure you and your son were okay?

Hi you. I’m holding up okay over here, Miguel actually left for a friend’s place before I even had a chance to get home.. still waiting on his return. My mom had the sense to inform me. What is going on with those two? One minute they’re friends and the next… well I don’t know now. I have zero clue and have resorted to snooping.

Honestly, I don’t know. I mean, I’ll tell you what I do know.

That waitress girl that you thought was way too flirty with Miguel came to the park today with some friends. She saw Robby and started in on him for some reason. Knocked him off his board. Started telling him how pathetic he was for still trying to be in Miguel’s life, even if it was just to fight. Then she said Miguel implied to her that Robby got him drunk and took advantage of him. I can’t say as to what happened when they were alone, but that would be very out of Robby’s character. Not saying your son is lying if he did say that. But I’m thinking that flirty waitress might have been making more of an innocent comment than there was. I mean, she struck out with that right after he pointed out that Miggy has a girlfriend he’s pretty devoted to. And with everything else he’s been dealing with, Robby kinda went code red on everything and escalated it by 100. Anyway, if it is true, I just wanted to make sure Miguel is okay and that you’re okay dealing with it all. Those boys will drive a person to drink.

I am going to kill Miggy. This isn’t like him. God, I don’t understand. He’s not like that. I don’t really know the other boy, but I know Miguel wouldn’t blatantly make stuff up lie that. I can guarantee that girl had some part in it. I don’t like her, just had a bad feeling from the start, you know?

And yes, he drives me up the wall sometimes. And to think that people used to tell me to be thankful of having a boy because they are “less drama” HA! I don’t think so. I want to talk sense into both of the, they need adults. I trust you could do the job with me, what do you think? Johnny is... off the table I think. He wants zero part of this and I can’t blame him for that. I would really appreciate you being there with me, and we can talk this out with them, together. Two rational parents are better than one.

#i need a bubble bath

Text to Carmen (Private) (F)

Hey Darling, @nursejoylove

I don’t know if you’ve had dynamite exploding at your place like I have here, but I just wanted to make sure you and your son were okay?

Hi you. I’m holding up okay over here, Miguel actually left for a friend’s place before I even had a chance to get home.. still waiting on his return. My mom had the sense to inform me. What is going on with those two? One minute they’re friends and the next... well I don’t know now. I have zero clue and have resorted to snooping.

A Visitor (Part 2) (P)

I leave Diaz’s room @therunawaystudent as he’s starting to shake out the cobwebs in his head. I don’t think he has anything left in his guts to heave up…and I’m off to go and find him some more water and to rub the sleep out of my eyes. I must have been exhausted. It had been an emotional day…with @mamabearlarusso‘s lunch time visit and the want to help @robby-l-keene handle his mom’s situation…which I was still pissed at Robby for blocking access to his own family. I suppose I get it…it’s just…he still doesn’t understand the circumstances. My hand is throbbing and the bandages need changed..and I’m looking at it as I turn the corner and bump straight into @nursejoylove. She was shrugging out of her sweater and had her scrub top almost halfway off over her head when she ran into my solid wall of chest. It was dark in the living room…only the lamp near the couch was on. I tried to alert her before the fists and screams came flying.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!” I say with my hands in front of me to block her small fists and feet.

I’ve never gone over in my head too much about how I would react to intruders. So, in the split second that I am confronted by someone who is not mama, not Miggy, I don’t know what else to do, but scream like a useless animal and attempt to punch whatever is now in the way.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!”

Johnny?

“Johnny?!” I pull the sweater over my head, and see him. “What are you doing here?”

Heh…that’s a good question… would you believe I was just in the neighborhood?

I’m sorry actually I kinda sorta fell asleep here for a while…I came to check on Diaz and he was passed out so…I sat down and watched him for a bit and I must have fallen asleep…go figure. I didn’t realize it was so late at night…did you have a good shift?

“Honestly with the circumstances lately, I’d believe you… And uhm, my shift was actually pretty good today, thank you. Oh by the way, thank you for checking up on him. Miggy has been missing you lately, especially locked up on the house like this with nothing much to do, so I’m sure it was appreciated. And of course, I appreciate it, too.”

“Um, I was just about to make myself a tea, if you’re still groggy, do you want some coffee? I’d love the company.”

Sure…I’d love some coffee…it might keep me up all night…but it’s cool…let me help you out…you go get showered and changed and I’ll make some coffee for you and some tea and toast for Diaz…I don’t want to alarm you but he ralphed earlier…and you might need to check in on him…see if he’s got a fever.

Go take a breather…I know my way around your kitchen.

(A little alarmed) “He threw up? Um, in that case I’m just going to check on him now, but you get settled here and I’ll be 10 minutes in the shower, okay?”

I quickly head into Miggy’s room, and knock on the slightly open door.

“Miggy, can I come in?”

(Muffled) “Yes.”

I slide the door fully open, and he’s sitting up in bed. “Johnny said you were sick. Have you been feeling alright?”

He looks away for a moment. “Yeah… don’t worry about me. I guess I didn’t really eat today before I took those.”

I eye the bottle on the nightstand. “Oh, yes, please don’t take those on an empty stomach, very bad.” He nods. “And don’t dehydrate yourself. I’m gonna bring you some tea, okay? Do you wanna come and sit in the kitchen with us?”

He looks a little anxious, but why?

Maybe he doesn’t feel the best still. I sit down on the edge of his bed, and put a hand to his forehead. He doesn’t feel hot, always a good sign. “You feel okay?”

He shrugs. “Mind if I stay in here? I was gonna video call with Sam.”

Well, at least he has her to keep him company. “Oh sure, of course. I’m gonna bring you a tea with some toast though, alright? I just wanna make sure you’re eating and drinking adequately.”

“Okay. And, honey please, on the toast.”

I smile, “Toast with honey, for my honey.” I miss his forehead, and I manage to coax out a smile from him. “Okay. I’ll be back in a bit. Gotta wash the hospital off me. Johnny’s still in the kitchen if you wanna go say hi.”

He looks to the hallway. “Yeah okay, maybe.”

I gently shut the door, heading into the bathroom.

I busy myself around the kitchen…politely looking in cabinets…finding the coffee…not really much of a fan of it…I have a beer with everything…but my beer is back at the house…so I just dump a bit in the coffee maker and warm up the tea kettle for some tea. I lean back against the counter and see all of the things that make up their cozy kitchen. I see Rosa’s style everywhere. Traditional Ecuadorian decor from ceramic roosters to their flag adorn the walls and catholic prayers on the fridge and a crucifix above the stove. I smile at the ethnicity and I wish I knew more about their culture.

I hear talking coming from Diaz’s room and I hear a girl’s voice. I’m gonna need to ask him about that later…I didn’t know he was interested in anyone these days…I wonder if it’s still…

I must have been lost in thought because I feel a warm hand touch me in the middle of my back and I startle at Carmen’s coming around the corner. She’s dressed in flannel pajamas and her hair is wet and put up in a towel. She smiles at me and grabs mugs from the cabinet as the tea kettle starts to whistle. I put some bread in the toaster and she brings the honey out of the pantry. It all feels really comfortable and she smiles at me as if she’s impressed by my meager kitchen skills. She stays close to me a lot of brief touches and smiles and then she notices my hand.

“Yeah I might need a fix-up job, Doc…”

I look down to his knuckles, all kinds of little cuts and gashes, rather poorly wrapped up.

"Johnny, what happened to you?" Another thought suddenly comes to me. "Please don't tell me this was from a fight... Is everything been okay with you lately?"

When I was younger, I remember people saying girls are full of drama. Little girls , teenage girls, always more of a handful when they're older. On the contrary, I have more than enough drama in my life thanks to the boys!

A Visitor (Part 2) (P)

I leave Diaz’s room @therunawaystudent as he’s starting to shake out the cobwebs in his head. I don’t think he has anything left in his guts to heave up…and I’m off to go and find him some more water and to rub the sleep out of my eyes. I must have been exhausted. It had been an emotional day…with @mamabearlarusso‘s lunch time visit and the want to help @robby-l-keene handle his mom’s situation…which I was still pissed at Robby for blocking access to his own family. I suppose I get it…it’s just…he still doesn’t understand the circumstances. My hand is throbbing and the bandages need changed..and I’m looking at it as I turn the corner and bump straight into @nursejoylove. She was shrugging out of her sweater and had her scrub top almost halfway off over her head when she ran into my solid wall of chest. It was dark in the living room…only the lamp near the couch was on. I tried to alert her before the fists and screams came flying.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!” I say with my hands in front of me to block her small fists and feet.

I’ve never gone over in my head too much about how I would react to intruders. So, in the split second that I am confronted by someone who is not mama, not Miggy, I don’t know what else to do, but scream like a useless animal and attempt to punch whatever is now in the way.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!”

Johnny?

“Johnny?!” I pull the sweater over my head, and see him. “What are you doing here?”

Heh…that’s a good question… would you believe I was just in the neighborhood?

I’m sorry actually I kinda sorta fell asleep here for a while…I came to check on Diaz and he was passed out so…I sat down and watched him for a bit and I must have fallen asleep…go figure. I didn’t realize it was so late at night…did you have a good shift?

“Honestly with the circumstances lately, I’d believe you… And uhm, my shift was actually pretty good today, thank you. Oh by the way, thank you for checking up on him. Miggy has been missing you lately, especially locked up on the house like this with nothing much to do, so I’m sure it was appreciated. And of course, I appreciate it, too.”

“Um, I was just about to make myself a tea, if you’re still groggy, do you want some coffee? I’d love the company.”

Sure…I’d love some coffee…it might keep me up all night…but it’s cool…let me help you out…you go get showered and changed and I’ll make some coffee for you and some tea and toast for Diaz…I don’t want to alarm you but he ralphed earlier…and you might need to check in on him…see if he’s got a fever.

Go take a breather…I know my way around your kitchen.

(A little alarmed) "He threw up? Um, in that case I'm just going to check on him now, but you get settled here and I'll be 10 minutes in the shower, okay?"

I quickly head into Miggy's room, and knock on the slightly open door.

"Miggy, can I come in?"

(Muffled) "Yes."

I slide the door fully open, and he's sitting up in bed. "Johnny said you were sick. Have you been feeling alright?"

He looks away for a moment. "Yeah... don't worry about me. I guess I didn't really eat today before I took those."

I eye the bottle on the nightstand. "Oh, yes, please don't take those on an empty stomach, very bad." He nods. "And don't dehydrate yourself. I'm gonna bring you some tea, okay? Do you wanna come and sit in the kitchen with us?"

He looks a little anxious, but why?

Maybe he doesn't feel the best still. I sit down on the edge of his bed, and put a hand to his forehead. He doesn't feel hot, always a good sign. "You feel okay?"

He shrugs. "Mind if I stay in here? I was gonna video call with Sam."

Well, at least he has her to keep him company. "Oh sure, of course. I'm gonna bring you a tea with some toast though, alright? I just wanna make sure you're eating and drinking adequately."

"Okay. And, honey please, on the toast."

I smile, "Toast with honey, for my honey." I miss his forehead, and I manage to coax out a smile from him. "Okay. I'll be back in a bit. Gotta wash the hospital off me. Johnny's still in the kitchen if you wanna go say hi."

He looks to the hallway. "Yeah okay, maybe."

I gently shut the door, heading into the bathroom.

A Visitor (Part 2) (P)

I leave Diaz’s room @therunawaystudent as he’s starting to shake out the cobwebs in his head. I don’t think he has anything left in his guts to heave up…and I’m off to go and find him some more water and to rub the sleep out of my eyes. I must have been exhausted. It had been an emotional day…with @mamabearlarusso‘s lunch time visit and the want to help @robby-l-keene handle his mom’s situation…which I was still pissed at Robby for blocking access to his own family. I suppose I get it…it’s just…he still doesn’t understand the circumstances. My hand is throbbing and the bandages need changed..and I’m looking at it as I turn the corner and bump straight into @nursejoylove. She was shrugging out of her sweater and had her scrub top almost halfway off over her head when she ran into my solid wall of chest. It was dark in the living room…only the lamp near the couch was on. I tried to alert her before the fists and screams came flying.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!” I say with my hands in front of me to block her small fists and feet.

I’ve never gone over in my head too much about how I would react to intruders. So, in the split second that I am confronted by someone who is not mama, not Miggy, I don’t know what else to do, but scream like a useless animal and attempt to punch whatever is now in the way.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!”

Johnny?

“Johnny?!” I pull the sweater over my head, and see him. “What are you doing here?”

Heh…that’s a good question… would you believe I was just in the neighborhood?

I’m sorry actually I kinda sorta fell asleep here for a while…I came to check on Diaz and he was passed out so…I sat down and watched him for a bit and I must have fallen asleep…go figure. I didn’t realize it was so late at night…did you have a good shift?

"Honestly with the circumstances lately, I'd believe you... And uhm, my shift was actually pretty good today, thank you. Oh by the way, thank you for checking up on him. Miggy has been missing you lately, especially locked up on the house like this with nothing much to do, so I'm sure it was appreciated. And of course, I appreciate it, too."

"Um, I was just about to make myself a tea, if you're still groggy, do you want some coffee? I'd love the company."

A Visitor (Part 2) (P)

I leave Diaz’s room @therunawaystudent as he’s starting to shake out the cobwebs in his head. I don’t think he has anything left in his guts to heave up…and I’m off to go and find him some more water and to rub the sleep out of my eyes. I must have been exhausted. It had been an emotional day…with @mamabearlarusso‘s lunch time visit and the want to help @robby-l-keene handle his mom’s situation…which I was still pissed at Robby for blocking access to his own family. I suppose I get it…it’s just…he still doesn’t understand the circumstances. My hand is throbbing and the bandages need changed..and I’m looking at it as I turn the corner and bump straight into @nursejoylove. She was shrugging out of her sweater and had her scrub top almost halfway off over her head when she ran into my solid wall of chest. It was dark in the living room…only the lamp near the couch was on. I tried to alert her before the fists and screams came flying.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!” I say with my hands in front of me to block her small fists and feet.

I’ve never gone over in my head too much about how I would react to intruders. So, in the split second that I am confronted by someone who is not mama, not Miggy, I don’t know what else to do, but scream like a useless animal and attempt to punch whatever is now in the way.

“WHOA…WHOA!! Carmen…It’s ME! It’s Johnny!!”

Johnny?

“Johnny?!” I pull the sweater over my head, and see him. “What are you doing here?”

Flashback Friday!

Here Robby. You asked when the last time I cut my hair was.

That is NOT you…and if it is it was probably the last time you got any babes… because they could see your face…was this before you found your cave in the woods???

Sadly, it is me. They made me keep my hair cut and clean shave when I was a lifeguard. Because a beard would interfere with my ability to swim? Who knows?

Not bad, Kope. Here’s the only picture I could find at Grandpa’s of me with short hair. Everything is packed up.

@everyonesfavoritegoldenboy might have a newer one.

I got this bowl cut and glasses one! What do you think @everyonesfavoritegoldenboy?

HAHA!! I remember that kid!! Now you’re gonna make me go all “Mommy” and drag out my photo albums…remember I’m the man in this ‘My Two Dad’s’ relationship… *rolls eyes*

Shannon always sent me a picture of him every year…unless I went out and got some made myself. There were a couple of times…I haven’t had too many recently since the invention of the “self-thingies” no one goes to a K-mart or an Olan Mills anymore.

He’s always had a bit of the “Little Brat” in him…just kidding son!

He loved those bowl cuts…it was cheap for Shannon too!

a 6 pack already?? I remember he found some of my old shots and wanted to be just like Daddy!

An old school picture…I can’t remember what grade?

And another one…He was a cute kid… *getting choked up*

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Well, my hair can’t get any shorter, so here’s one from when I had hair.

ante up some bad hair pics, @everyonesfavoritegoldenboy or I’ll ante up for you!

You got it Brown…how bout THESE bad boys!

Going to Getty’s was all the rage back in the day…they took some decent shots…however…I could have used a haircut…but that don’t detract from the BADASS!

We need some ladies!! @mamabearlarusso?? @dr-ali-mills?? @nursejoylove ?? OH I bet Diaz was a REAL cute kid growing up @therunawaystudent

Oh god, why did you tag my mother in this. She has too many. I’m surprised you haven’t already seen them, sensei.

Oh my. Eye candy and adorable photos! Wonderful thing to wake up to :p and he’s, sorry Miggy but someone asked! You were so cute anyway, what are you ashamed of?

You were so cute, what happened to my sweet little boy? :p Now you’re breaking glass swans at wedding parties and nearly giving me a heart attack :p

I loved that baseball uniform on you. You looked so cute. By the way, where are you? I went to wake you and you already left.

I asked nicely! was one not enough? That swan was ice, FYI. :p and hey, I’m told I’m still very cute. Are you trying to tell me that me baking you a birthday cake last week wasn’t cute? Even when I spilled harina everywhere because I’m very inept?

And I’m at Sam’s. She and I are going to the mall, then to lunch.

Yes, Miggy, that was still very cute. I would appreciate more of those moments :p

And btw @extremeskate, I think your short hair is very becoming. :) if that means anything coming from a woman’s opinion. It looks very nice, and suits your face!

@nursejoylove Thank you, Ma’am. I’m not sure I’ll cut it any time soon, but I did shave for a charity thing a few months ago. Some of my kids were raising money to buy the toys for that children’s playroom at the hospital. I told them if they raise $3000, I’d shave my beard. They raised $6000 and tried to go for my hair too.

Barely got out without getting scalped. If I recall, @robby-l-keene was the mastermind on that one. LOL.

Looking very serious there. That sounds absolutely adorable. It was for a good cause!

And I've had my share of hair adventures, including a blonde phase...

I kiiiiinda miss it.

Flashback Friday!

Here Robby. You asked when the last time I cut my hair was.

That is NOT you…and if it is it was probably the last time you got any babes… because they could see your face…was this before you found your cave in the woods???

Sadly, it is me. They made me keep my hair cut and clean shave when I was a lifeguard. Because a beard would interfere with my ability to swim? Who knows?

Not bad, Kope. Here’s the only picture I could find at Grandpa’s of me with short hair. Everything is packed up.

@everyonesfavoritegoldenboy might have a newer one.

I got this bowl cut and glasses one! What do you think @everyonesfavoritegoldenboy?

HAHA!! I remember that kid!! Now you’re gonna make me go all “Mommy” and drag out my photo albums…remember I’m the man in this ‘My Two Dad’s’ relationship… *rolls eyes*

Shannon always sent me a picture of him every year…unless I went out and got some made myself. There were a couple of times…I haven’t had too many recently since the invention of the “self-thingies” no one goes to a K-mart or an Olan Mills anymore.

He’s always had a bit of the “Little Brat” in him…just kidding son!

He loved those bowl cuts…it was cheap for Shannon too!

a 6 pack already?? I remember he found some of my old shots and wanted to be just like Daddy!

An old school picture…I can’t remember what grade?

And another one…He was a cute kid… *getting choked up*

bobbylovesalex

Well, my hair can’t get any shorter, so here’s one from when I had hair.

ante up some bad hair pics, @everyonesfavoritegoldenboy or I’ll ante up for you!

You got it Brown…how bout THESE bad boys!

Going to Getty’s was all the rage back in the day…they took some decent shots…however…I could have used a haircut…but that don’t detract from the BADASS!

We need some ladies!! @mamabearlarusso?? @dr-ali-mills?? @nursejoylove ?? OH I bet Diaz was a REAL cute kid growing up @therunawaystudent

Oh god, why did you tag my mother in this. She has too many. I’m surprised you haven’t already seen them, sensei.

Oh my. Eye candy and adorable photos! Wonderful thing to wake up to :p and he’s, sorry Miggy but someone asked! You were so cute anyway, what are you ashamed of?

You were so cute, what happened to my sweet little boy? :p Now you’re breaking glass swans at wedding parties and nearly giving me a heart attack :p

I loved that baseball uniform on you. You looked so cute. By the way, where are you? I went to wake you and you already left.

I asked nicely! was one not enough? That swan was ice, FYI. :p and hey, I’m told I’m still very cute. Are you trying to tell me that me baking you a birthday cake last week wasn’t cute? Even when I spilled harina everywhere because I’m very inept?

And I’m at Sam’s. She and I are going to the mall, then to lunch.

Yes, Miggy, that was still very cute. I would appreciate more of those moments :p

And btw @extremeskate, I think your short hair is very becoming. :) if that means anything coming from a woman's opinion. It looks very nice, and suits your face!

Flashback Friday!

Here Robby. You asked when the last time I cut my hair was.

That is NOT you…and if it is it was probably the last time you got any babes… because they could see your face…was this before you found your cave in the woods???

Sadly, it is me. They made me keep my hair cut and clean shave when I was a lifeguard. Because a beard would interfere with my ability to swim? Who knows?

Not bad, Kope. Here’s the only picture I could find at Grandpa’s of me with short hair. Everything is packed up.

@everyonesfavoritegoldenboy might have a newer one.

I got this bowl cut and glasses one! What do you think @everyonesfavoritegoldenboy?

HAHA!! I remember that kid!! Now you’re gonna make me go all “Mommy” and drag out my photo albums…remember I’m the man in this ‘My Two Dad’s’ relationship… *rolls eyes*

Shannon always sent me a picture of him every year…unless I went out and got some made myself. There were a couple of times…I haven’t had too many recently since the invention of the “self-thingies” no one goes to a K-mart or an Olan Mills anymore.

He’s always had a bit of the “Little Brat” in him…just kidding son!

He loved those bowl cuts…it was cheap for Shannon too!

a 6 pack already?? I remember he found some of my old shots and wanted to be just like Daddy!

An old school picture…I can’t remember what grade?

And another one…He was a cute kid… *getting choked up*

bobbylovesalex

Well, my hair can’t get any shorter, so here’s one from when I had hair.

ante up some bad hair pics, @everyonesfavoritegoldenboy or I’ll ante up for you!

You got it Brown…how bout THESE bad boys!

Going to Getty’s was all the rage back in the day…they took some decent shots…however…I could have used a haircut…but that don’t detract from the BADASS!

We need some ladies!! @mamabearlarusso?? @dr-ali-mills?? @nursejoylove ?? OH I bet Diaz was a REAL cute kid growing up @therunawaystudent

Oh god, why did you tag my mother in this. She has too many. I’m surprised you haven’t already seen them, sensei.

Oh my. Eye candy and adorable photos! Wonderful thing to wake up to :p and he's, sorry Miggy but someone asked! You were so cute anyway, what are you ashamed of?

You were so cute, what happened to my sweet little boy? :p Now you're breaking glass swans at wedding parties and nearly giving me a heart attack :p

I loved that baseball uniform on you. You looked so cute. By the way, where are you? I went to wake you and you already left.

What's wrong with this picture??

Thought I saw @extremeskate out at the grocery store when I went out this weekend...I dunno...it explains a lot🤔

Johnny, I don’t know what’s going on with you two, but this reflects poorly on yourself, not on him.

I'm sorry, Carmen you're right...I'm being a jerk about this and you've taught me to be a bigger man...he just pisses me off and I don't know why...this was a pretty low blow...thanks for keeping me straight.

Thank you, ma’am, but how he chooses to embarrass himself is of no concern to me.

@everyonesfavoritegoldenboy I don’t have time to get into this with you today. I promised Robby that I would ride out to the center with him to take some stuff to Ms. Keene. And I keep my promises to him.

Any day of the week...You wanna see who’s the better man...

Now go be a Boy Scout and get your “good deed daily” done. You forgot to put some groceries in the cart.

Da fuq is wrong with you, Dude? (SMDH) This is why I’m hanging out with your son and you’re playing with yourself. I mean, by yourself.

Yeah...just figuring out how this whole internet...meme shit works...I can’t help it if I’m THAT good...Bout time you found some real friends instead of playing with little boys...er I mean...”Helping” little boys...

Whatever you do dude...don’t look up! Don’t worry...there’s not much to see...

Dude, I was always hotter than you.

And once again, I teach kids in groups, with their parent's permission. You teach one on one without his mother even knowing where he is. Which sounds creepier?

Yeahhhh...But I think I aged more gracefully...

...and PS...I taught little boys how to KICK ASS...you teach them not to get boo boos on their knees...

That’s up for debate, Son.

And ever heard of Tony Hawk? I teach kids a skill they could make millions with. You teach them to run around in their pajamas.

Let’s just call it even for now and say I’m the HOTTEST one in ANY decade...and I’m gonna have to get with Shannon to find out who took that picture!!! All bets are off on Halloween Parties!

I was gonna save this for one of those TBS things...but since you’re pushing your luck

Whatdya think, Ladies?? This is the 80s...do I need to GLOW UP from here??

I have a strong desire to stay away from both of you.

I heard there was food here...?

Thanks for the invite @nursejoylove…I’m gonna need something after Diaz put my brains to work…I think I skipped that part of English in Mrs. Simpson’s class.

What’s cookin’? That smells GREAT!

I’m just putting the food on the table when he walks in. “Hello, Johnny! I made seafood paella… what do you want to drink? I’ve got sparkling water–”

I turn back around, and get a blank stare from him.

“Uh, it’s like… shrimps, muscles, rice, all that good stuff, you’ll like it. I just got all this fresh today.” He sits down, and I bring some sparkling water to the table. No beer here, Johnny dear.

Miguel finally comes out from his room. He’d napped almost as soon as he’d come home.

“How was work? That picture you posted made me laugh. Did that actually happen?”

I try to put my mouth around those syllables… “Pie…aye…yah?? This don’t look like baby bananas…” I say looking the rice with a bunch of crap thrown in it. It smells delicious and I look up at her and see her pretty brown eyes and smiling face eager to see if I approve. *my stomach rumbles*

“Sparkling water is fine…as long as it’s got a kick to it!” *still could use a beer though*

I cock my head at Diaz as he’s coming out of his room…bleary-eyed and looking beat. I’m still not sure….

As much as I don’t want to admit it, Robby’s petty online bullshit is getting to me.

“Thanks, mama. Hey, sensei.”

I sit down, or rather slump down, at the table. Mama barely noticeable, she’s talking to Johnny. He notices, though.

“Uh… Work was okay.”

Jesus I hope he didn’t see me today. I know Robby did. Maybe. Probably. Just my fucking luck.

I just dig into the food.

Miggy sits down a little heavily into his seat. I look over beside me. Johnny picking at his plate, cracking little jokes about tiny bananas, on one side. Miguel just eating without looking up, on the other.

Did it just get tense in here?

We eat quietly for a few minutes, and Miguel’s phone keeps buzzing in his pocket. My popular little boy. He seems engrossed in his food.

“So Johnny, Ali tells me you run a bar now, in the desert? How is that?”

*Still staring at Diaz…listening to the buzzing in his pants. I raise an eyebrow at him like he better come out with whatever is eating at him and soon.*

“….how is that?” I catch the tail end of what she’s saying.

“Huh? Oh…yeah…we’re just getting it off the ground…built a bed and breakfast kind of set up…thought maybe I’d make a go at a different kind of business…see what Lady Luck has in store for me. Karate was getting me unnecessarily injured in more ways than one…I figure bar brawls will keep me out of the hospital more…” *eats with enthusiasm* “This stuff is GREAT!”

It’s always nice to hear a compliment for the food. “Thank you Johnny. And I sure hope so, for both our sake I’d like to keep our interactions outside my place of work. It’s been a little too close to home lately…”

I can see Miguel pull his phone out under the table, and for a moment I assume it’s just Sam, texting each other like they usually do, but something in his expression tells me this isn’t a cute, lovey-dovey message.

“Miggy.”

He doesn’t even look up.

“Mi-guel.”

He looks up quick. “Yeah?”

I gesture to the phone in his hand. “I’m sure Sam can wait.”

“Sorry, mama.”

Jesus, just put the phone down. Forget about him you massive crybaby. You’re beyond weak if you’re letting this get to you.

I’m scowling, I can feel it.

I look up, and Johnny is looking at me with… a look.

“What…?”

*I’m trying to determine whether or not he’s been on the same hopped up pills that Robby has been on today…after the day I’ve had…I don’t know if I can deal with anymore “teen drama”… I wish these two idiots would come to their senses…I just want to smack them both and make them do reps until their asses fall off…then maybe they’ll stop acting like them*

“Carmen… would you like to take a walk with me after dinner?” I say ignoring Diaz. I think he needs to think about some things and get his head right.

“I’m pretty beat after dealing with shit today and I could use the air…Diaz has clean up…don’t you, Diaz?”

I roll my eyes. “Sure, whatever.”

“Miguel, don’t be rude. What’s with you today?”

(Him): “Nothing. It’s fine.”

If you say so.

“Johnny, I’d love to go for a walk.”

I heard there was food here...?

Thanks for the invite @nursejoylove…I’m gonna need something after Diaz put my brains to work…I think I skipped that part of English in Mrs. Simpson’s class.

What’s cookin’? That smells GREAT!

I’m just putting the food on the table when he walks in. “Hello, Johnny! I made seafood paella… what do you want to drink? I’ve got sparkling water–”

I turn back around, and get a blank stare from him.

“Uh, it’s like… shrimps, muscles, rice, all that good stuff, you’ll like it. I just got all this fresh today.” He sits down, and I bring some sparkling water to the table. No beer here, Johnny dear.

Miguel finally comes out from his room. He’d napped almost as soon as he’d come home.

“How was work? That picture you posted made me laugh. Did that actually happen?”

I try to put my mouth around those syllables… “Pie…aye…yah?? This don’t look like baby bananas…” I say looking the rice with a bunch of crap thrown in it. It smells delicious and I look up at her and see her pretty brown eyes and smiling face eager to see if I approve. *my stomach rumbles*

“Sparkling water is fine…as long as it’s got a kick to it!” *still could use a beer though*

I cock my head at Diaz as he’s coming out of his room…bleary-eyed and looking beat. I’m still not sure….

As much as I don’t want to admit it, Robby’s petty online bullshit is getting to me.

“Thanks, mama. Hey, sensei.”

I sit down, or rather slump down, at the table. Mama barely noticeable, she’s talking to Johnny. He notices, though.

“Uh… Work was okay.”

Jesus I hope he didn’t see me today. I know Robby did. Maybe. Probably. Just my fucking luck.

I just dig into the food.

Miggy sits down a little heavily into his seat. I look over beside me. Johnny picking at his plate, cracking little jokes about tiny bananas, on one side. Miguel just eating without looking up, on the other.

Did it just get tense in here?

We eat quietly for a few minutes, and Miguel’s phone keeps buzzing in his pocket. My popular little boy. He seems engrossed in his food.

“So Johnny, Ali tells me you run a bar now, in the desert? How is that?”

*Still staring at Diaz…listening to the buzzing in his pants. I raise an eyebrow at him like he better come out with whatever is eating at him and soon.*

“….how is that?” I catch the tail end of what she’s saying.

“Huh? Oh…yeah…we’re just getting it off the ground…built a bed and breakfast kind of set up…thought maybe I’d make a go at a different kind of business…see what Lady Luck has in store for me. Karate was getting me unnecessarily injured in more ways than one…I figure bar brawls will keep me out of the hospital more…” *eats with enthusiasm* “This stuff is GREAT!”