After a day or two of yelling at Jonah to get a job, he sauntered into a couple of restaurants into town and got a job in fifteen minutes. The bum. I’m not sure if it’s a full employment moment or it was good timing or it was big green eyes and blond hair.
Anyway, he’s working at a fancy brick oven place where all the ingredients are in Italian and the prosciutto is sourced from a small village in Northern Italian where they only feed their animals acorns or something. He loves it. In between clearing tables, he vapes in the back alley with the tattooed, bearded waiters. So proud.
Anyway, let’s see what’s going on before I have to drive Ian to his jazz drum lessons. Hmmmm…
Of course, there’s the ongoing insanity in Washington. I still can’t believe our country is being run by the Insane Clown Posse.
How to live on a $25 per hour job in New York City? Get lots of help from the parents! (I had to google Brazilian Sugaring.) (And she goes to Equinox! Ugh. She roughing it!) LINK FIXED
Cities are taking the lead on universal Pre-K.