So when the weekend rolls around I make plans for us…and then engage in conversations where I convince her that it’s more important for her to leave the house and do something fun than to work all weekend.
I am excellent at having fun and not working and never, ever feeling guilty about that!
We finally made it to the Mermaid Parade, a completely original creation of Coney Island USA, the Mermaid Parade is the nation's largest art parade and one of New York City's greatest summer events. We were late as K was hedging back and forth about going and then she needed to eat and blahblahblah, but we finally made it on the subway and one hour later emerged in
After watching the parade for an hour or so, we walked along the beach and came across a lesbian marching band who had finished the parade and were now performing not "on" the beach, but "in" the beach!
When we spied a fried clam shack and a taco shack, we ditched our plans of going back to the city and parked ourselves on the boardwalk with everyone else.
Later that night we met up with a friend back in the East Village and went to an Off-Off-Off Broadway play, Stitched. It was...interesting. Or as K would say, "You know I don't think I like this kind of play".
Then we all headed down to the Lower East Side and made a late night dinner of meat and cheese plates at the bar 'Inoteca. Good times, great friends.
Feeling fine, not counting days, not stressing. Just enjoying.
I love Summer.