What’s the best place?
Headed out to NJ a few times (again) to meet up with people for random reasons. Nothing I want to talk about now.
Well, except for the one time when I met up with my sister-in-law to bring the kid out to a kid’s festival.
Unfortunately, the organizers of it completely flaked, which was new to us. But not to them, evidently.
Worker: They just didn’t show up.
Me: You’re kidding!
Him: Sorry. This happened before.
But at least they put out a pumpkin patch, so all wasn’t lost.
We also ended up going for a walk.
When Alison and I got married, we actually only wanted to have a single party – not wedding – for our friends.
Unfortunately, that morphed into three different parties with three different groups of people.
One of them was for Alison’s extended family, which we did at Amanda’s in Hoboken.
We walked by there that day, and just like when the kid and I walked past the Maritime Hotel, I found my brain back a few years.
Her: We should go.
Me: Yeah…
We ended up walking further down. The kid was in the mood for Mexican so we ended up at a restaurant I’d not been to before.
Him: I want guacamole!
Me: You got it.
My SIL and I ended up having some killer food and some margaritas before we left.
Because my SIL is the kid’s aunt, she does aunt things, like get the boy things I wouldn’t get him.
Like a Magic 8-Ball.
To say this kid was thrilled about this is like saying water’s wet.
We parted ways right after Alison’s old block in Hoboken. I got stuck in my head again for a bit.
But I managed to pull myself out before it got too bad.
Me: Did you have a good time?
Him: Yeah! (looking at Magic 8-Ball) “What’s the best place in New York?”
Me: That’s not how it…
Him: “Ask again later.”
Me: Nevermind.
The day wasn’t what we thought it’d be, but it was still nice.
Kinda like my life in general.
Location: my pad, slicing open my finger, which is less than ideal
Mood: sad
Music: Let me show you how a day in my brain goes (Spotify)
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