The Firecracker and I ended up heading out to Gar and Wynn’s place in Long Island for the 4th of July weekend.
It was supposed to rain for most of the day, so we just spent time out at the pool for a bit.
Rick: Go down the slide, I’ll hold the raft there.
Me: I dunno…
Him: Don’t worry, I’ll make sure the raft is there when you come down.
That was somewhat true. I couldn’t keep my balance and kept falling into the pool.
The Firecracker didn’t have that issue.
Me: Bale (for cotton).
Him: Bail? Oh, like in court?
Firecracker: No cheating!
Me: I’m just clarifying!
I’d meant “bale” of cotton.
Afterward, we went out to a combo Chinese hot pot/Korean BBQ place.
The Firecracker never had hot pot before so I made her a sauce for it.
She was not a fan of the sauce I made.
Her: I’ll make my own.
However, she was a fan of the hot pot itself.
I essentially stuffed my face for 90 minutes straight.
Katsmw: You know Logan’s busy eating when he’s quiet for over an hour.
Me: (nods, continues to eat)
Rick thought it would be funny if he told the staff it was Gar’s birthday. Which he did and it was not.
It was late when we got back.
Her: I like your friends. They’re all successful and nice; that’s a good combo.
Me: I try to avoid loser friends that are mean.
Her: Makes sense.
Location: home, in bed with COVID for the 4th time
Music: We should be reckless, doing the things we know we shouldn’t do (Spotify)
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