I’m thinking I better call my sushi delivery place and tell them I’m moving because they are going to think I got kidnapped or something.
They’ll be all like, “Hey, how come that girl, with phone number 867-5309, who orders the salmon avocado rolls and the sashimi never calls anymore? Maybe she’s in trouble. Send the delivery guy down to her neighborhood to search for clues. She might be in grave danger.” (You know, but totally in Japanese.)
Because I’m a little concerned about my take-out sushi habit, I decided to really explore my options in the suburbs. And by explore, I mean, talk it over with 4 1/2 year-old Dylan.
“I doubt I can get sushi delivered in our new home. What am I going to do?”
“Well, we could come back to visit the apartment and you could get sushi delivered,” Dylan responded.
That girl may not listen to a word I say 83% of the day but damn, she knows how to solve a problem.
I hope the people moving into our apartment don’t mind the intrusion.
While I’ve been fretting about sushi, Rick’s been obsessing over grilling.
He’s INSISTING on bringing a full propane tank with us on moving day. At which point, I brought up (in a very supportive and loving way without the slightest hint of judgment), a few points…
1. Don’t you think they have propane in Westchester?
2. Doesn’t it seem just a hair dangerous to travel with propane? Like maybe you could end up grilling all our boxes and belongings?
But Rick is determined to grill our FIRST night in Westchester. Because if he can no longer have the city that never sleeps right outside his front door, then he wants to at least be grilling a pork chop.
Under the stars.
Hey, we’ll be able to see stars.
Oh and 867.5309 is not my actual number. So don’t go calling it and asking for me. Or you know, Jenny.
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