Sorry I haven't updated the blog in awhile. The "real feel" temperature in NYC has been in the mid 90's over the past week and the MetroDad family has been without any A/C. The contractors working on the building's roof are behind schedule so the water cooler hasn't been turned on yet. Hence, we're not allowed to turn on the air conditioning until the end of the week. Since it's hard to write when sweat keeps hitting your keyboard, I apologize for being a little remiss in keeping up the blog.
If you happened to be roaming around in Tribeca and somehow walked into our apartment at any time over the past week, you'd think that we were the founding members of a new Asian-American urban nudist colony. The heat and humidity are so sweltering that, as soon as we all get home, we immediately take off our clothes and rush to take a cool shower. Yesterday found myself, BossLady, the Peanut and our French Bulldog all in the shower at the same time. Good clean family fun.
The Peanut handles the heat better than the rest of us. Being only 8 months old, she loves being naked all the time. Want to see her scream? Try putting a top over her head. For that one nano-second that she can't see, you'd think we were torturing her. But she's figured out that the heat means she gets to sleep in only her diapers so she's pretty thrilled about that. It's pretty likely that we'll never get her in pajamas again.
The BossLady and I aren't doing quite as well. The heat has exiled us from our bedroom and we're now sleeping on the floor of our living room with several fans pointing in our general direction. Last night, I even put a couple ice packs under my pillow. It's like some sort of freak urban camping experience. It fucking sucks. I can't even enjoy being next to my naked wife because skin-on-skin contact seems to raise the temperature another 10 degrees.
And you want to know the worst part of all this? There's nothing on TV! Last night's choices were "The Unauthorized Story of Mork & Mindy," "Fire Me, Please," and "The World According to Jim." You want to know what's worse than watching "The World According to Jim"? Watching "The World According to Jim" with sweat dripping down your ass!
See you in a few days!