Vince has been working “hell week” at school. He’s working the lights for the fall musical – The Little Mermaid and opening night is Friday! The kids have to stay in the auditorium and not leave until about 9 pm at night. Knowing this, some clever parent coordinated a bulk take out enterprise and they they had a chance to pre-order dinner. Not wanting to make it super easy for me, Vince and his pals decided that the pre-ordered dinners were lame and that Sam’s mom got better, tastier dinners. And then, was I really going to let Sam’s mom feed Vince all week? No. So that meant that today at about 5 pm, I got an order for a 12 piece family meal from Popeye’s. (With a smoochie emoji.) It was more expensive than I thought it would be – almost $33 – and I thought it was too much food for the three boys who had eschewed the pre-ordered meals and were in it together to wrangle their mothers to become food delivery couriers. But I delivered it and some of it came back to the house! Jeremy had a piece and said, damn! that is some good chicken. (OK, maybe he didn’t say damn…)
Vince had two babysitting gigs this past weekend netting him a total of $90. One required driving and we were in Philly, so he took a Lyft. He doesn’t like using Lyft, it makes him nervous – he said that his heart was pounding while he was waiting for the car. We subsidized the Lyft ride, and he might have given me a hug for thanks.
Thank you Virginia!
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"Love that chicken from Popeye's", I've been to the original one in Metaire, LA. It's goooddd. Ask Vince if he knows you can donate to a charity via LYFT now.