11:45am

I guess I lied about writing regularly.

George is a big ol’ 7 months now! Oh my sweet baby!

Him being cute in Prospect Park:

And him falling asleep in Prospect Park:

I would have loved to have taken a picture of him eating his first roti right before this, but he was too busy screaming when I wasn’t shoveling roast beef into his mouth. George seems to have the same relationship to food that a wild animal would have… which I TOTALLY understand. Sorry G!

Speaking of food, I have recently undertaken a quest to get rid of these last 15 straggling asshole pounds of baby weight. This is either born out of my never-ending cheapness and not wanting to buy new pants this winter or desperately needing more cat calls from the Hispanic men in my neighborhood. Regardless, I have lugged my butt to the gym 4 times this week, which is no small undertaking with an infant and a baby daddy who works all-of-the-time. Big ups to my girl LaTonya for being the best gym partner ever.

I’m thinking of heading to Liberty Square park to check out the protest in a few and most likely get a contact high from all the “protesting”. I completely agree that things are out of control and I thought the sign that said, “Shit is Fucked Up and Bullshit”, was particularly poignant. However, when the firemen just showed up at my apartment for a routine inspection of the building I was like “cool” and the 60-something year old Chinese woman who owns the place was TERRIFIED and the 90-something year old Chinese woman was pretty much screaming. So there’s that. At least when firemen show up at my house, I don’t immediately think something horrible is going to happen. Maybe their reaction had less to do with distrusting the authorities and they’re actually running a heroin ring? Who knows?