I could get used to this
Between the normal work I have to do and trying to get the gym off the ground, it’s been an insanely busy month but I’m seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
Mouse came by one night where she did us a huge favor (and also got injured) so I took her out to eat.
It was nice and familiar. She told me about her dating life:
It’s awful to be single and male in NYC. It’s awful to be single and female in NYC. It’s awful to be single in NYC.
- It’s awful to be single.
We hadn’t really spoken in ages so it was nice to catch up.
That’s not entirely true. We occasionally video chat, but that usually involves her scaring the bejeezus outta me with alla the filters she has.
My son also came back today for school. I missed him terribly.
We immediately went to a friend’s birthday party…
…and then another party, where he sat with a girl he’s known since he was 18 months old.
Her mom, Emely, has always been super sweet to me, for completely undeserved reasons.
Her: I saw your latest video with the ice knife. And you opened a gym too?!
Me: I get how crazy a lotta what I say is.
Her: (laughing) There are a lot of people that are rooting for you, Logan.
…and then went for a long bike ride down Manhattan’s Hudson River Greenway, before heading out for dinner.
There’s a small cafe around me that has been at least a half-dozen iterations of cafes since I moved into the hood decades ago.
This was the latest one, which is a combo cafe and bodega. I got a salad and some sweet potato fries. He got a pizza burger. We sat down to eat surrounded by kitty litter and cat food.
Him: Liver cat food…gross.
Me: I think if you were a cat, you’d rather like that.
One of the first things, however, that we did alone together was that we played our favourite songs for each other. I played for him Shotgun by George Ezra, as covered by Us the Duo.
I’ll let you listen for yourself. I’m not the best parent – not the worst, either – but, yeah, not the best.