Son of Argentina, and the breaking down of a Chinese Liaison

Mrs. Argentina and the rest of her family broke us down. The offered to pay 2/3 of the cost of tree removal, so we broke. I’ve always said, if they want it out so bad, they can pay for it. The truth of the matter is that we wanted to have some of the branches that hung over the roof removed. Our 1/3 would have been equal to the cost of that. So we obliged. They were at the house today removing the tree. I don’t like it. Not one bit. We will be left with a solo tree in our front yard. And an open door for the Argentinas to think they can force us to do whatever work they see fit to our house. Mrs. Argentina already told us when we brought over the check that we needed to get siding because she thought the house looked“disgusting”. Ballsy, indeed.

Also, Son of Argentina scares the crap out of me. For many reasons.
1. He is a total mama’s boy. He vacations with his mother. He lives with his parents by choice at 27 (rather than by economic circumstances), and he acts just like her.

2. When talking – and he loves to hear himself talk – he will make odd gestures while making it seem how wonderful he is. For example, he was over last night helping my husband move some furniture. He was telling a story about the man he shares an office with. He said “Joe, who I share an office with”, and then a long dramatic pause, with a slight cock of the head, and fingers to the chin, looking thoughtfully at the ceiling, he says “And it is really quite a beautiful office”, and then went on to tell the rest of the story about the office mate. Weirdo.

3. He noted that while studying for the LSAT in his dining room each night, he looks through our window to see what we are doing and what we are watching on television. Blinds now closed.

4. He made effort to speak of the guns that belong to his brother that are still in his parent’s home, and how he has a loaded AK47 type gun loaded under his bed. Safety first in Irondequoit.

5. His mama called when he was over to “check and see if everything was alright” because she expected him home sooner. Seriously. She called from next door to check on her 27 year old son.

I want the Argentinas to pack up and move to Maryland. Not for the normal 5 months of the year. Forever.