I went out last night. On a Tuesday.
Needless to say, my kid was late for school today.
I’m too old to be going out on weeknights. I know this now. I knew it before, too, but every time I do it I learn it again, for the first time.
It would be one thing if I didn’t have kids. Yes, I’d still have work, but I work from home three days a week, so I’d have been able to weather it. With kids, even if you don’t have to wake up - my 7th grader is self-sufficient enough to get himself ready and leave for school (he walks) - they’re still going to wake you up. Either by accident, because they’re so goddamn loud, or on purpose, because they’re so goddamn annoying.
I swear, every day, one or both of my kids comes into the bedroom hours before Mom and Buried and I need to wake up - and, honestly, hours before the kids themselves need to be up too, but that never seems to stop them! - to ask some inane question, or make some insane request, retrieve some absurd item. Sometimes the first grader will just come in to snuggle his mom for a minute, completely ignoring me and yet still being disruptive enough to derail my last hour or two of blissful unconsciousness.
When you’re hungover, this daily ritual goes from being a nuisance to being a nightmare. There are two primary things that help hangovers (not greasy food and Gatorade, though it doesn’t hurt, and not snake-oil “cures”): water and rest. Losing those last few hours because your kids are so goddamn oblivious inconsiderate helpless needy innocent can set you back bigtime. Especially when you’re my age.
And today, because of that setback, my first grader ended up being late for school. I was hungover as hell - largely due to the nightcap Mom and Buried forced upon me when we got home (it’s ALWAYS the '“one last drink” that gets ya!) - and it was cold, and I needed to walk him 15 minutes up multiple hills. So he got to miss circle time or whatever the hell happens at the start of his day. My bad.
I didn’t write “Dad’s hangover” on the sign-in sheet though. (I wrote “Mom’s hangover.)
Social Round-up
Speaking of first-graders:
The perils of having (multiple) kids:
Pop Culture Stuff
Okay, so the reason I was out last night is because Mom and Buried and I had tickets to go see Chappell Roan perform. If you haven’t heard her breakout hit “Casual” by now, you must not be on the internet much, and you definitely aren’t me, because it was my most-listened to song on Spotify last year, despite the fact that it came out in September. A lot of that was because I would often go to sleep with it on repeat so the plays added up, but that’s not a defense, it’s a great song, and she has a handful of other great songs (album coming soon!), and she was great live, and we were easily the oldest and possibly the straightest people at the show, and I’ve already explained its painful aftermath, but it was still a lot of fun. Check her out!
Over the weekend we saw Ant-Man and the Wasp, starring local Brooklyn dad Corey Stoll! It wasn’t my favorite Marvel movie, but my kids loved it because they love very single movie they see in the theater, just like I did at their ages. The Creed III trailer ran before it and that looks awesome. I actually had passes to see a screening of that on Monday but it was at 10:30 - at night! - and I couldn’t possibly submit myself to two late weeknights in a row. Every once in a while I make good decisions. Yay me! Except now I still haven’t seen Creed III. Boo me.
Oh, and I had a moment of weakness on Saturday and joined in on a Twitter trend:
That last spot was a tough call, but I decided to go wth something more recent than everything else on my list. I easily could have included I Think You Should Leave, or Mad Men, or Justified, or Better Call Saul, or Deadwood, or Arrested Development, or a bunch of others. But I chose Succession, which comes back very soon and then ends forever soon after that.
Personal News
Shit I forgot about this section.
Don’t have much - we went away for a few days last week, and when we got back, we popped over to our neighbors’ apartment to feed and play with their adorable cats.
As you may know, my kids have wanted a dog for some time, and I refuse to get them a dog, because we live in an apartment in Brookyln and the kind of dog I want would not do well in a small space with limited yardage. Besides, while I love dogs, they are high-maintenance and expensive and make it hard to travel.
Cats, on the other hand, are low-maintenance and less expensive and equally adorably and honestly smarter than dogs no offense! I love cats too, and would LOVE to get one, but my wife is very allergic and hates cats and both of those things are INFURIATING TO ME.
So there’s no pet section here. YET…