something in the groove this afternoon, maya snoozing after our big morning at the randall museum with jay alexander the magician. miles helps me in the kitchen, really, separating butternut squash seeds from pulp out on the deck and then spreading them with olive oil and salt in a pan to roast. he draws a knight and dragon scene while i attempt to make butternut squash soup with our eatwell farms produce (and screw it up by not measuring). as you can see there has been lots of art-making lately.
after maya wakes i push the double stroller down 24th street in search of pumpkins. we explore someone's furnished open house and check out his artwork and play in his backyard a little. this is the guy who puts cool big photos of glamorous men in drag in his storefront window. i guess he is moving on. right next door is virginia from the vintage clothing/cool cd shop, looking...quite pregnant. her puffy face and big tummy are a shock as since the kids were born i have been the ex-cool person and she the cool unencumbered one, always so friendly. now she is due in 9 days. when she asks us what we are up to we tell her we are looking for pumpkins and miles asks where she got the pumpkin in her window. she gets it and gives it to us which for some reason makes me feel quite joyful.
it is perfect weather this afternoon.
we find more pumpkins at the produce place a few blocks up, and get one for her shop. we stop at the water park across the street. there is some full-on little boy nudity which makes miles concerned about the pants police. soon a little girl is directing him in a hide-and-seek game. maya is alternately smiling and being extremely territorial towards a little blonde miles with a nice dykey mom. maybe i shouldn't write that. i don't know. a mom recognizes maya from her days in bernal heights with her babysitter and they have a brief chat in spanish (aaahhh, goes part of my brain, should we look into putting miles in immersion kindergarten or not i don't know i don't know i don't know). walking home we bump into sheila who reminds us of brian's birthday. it used to be a big part of our lives. sheila looks happy and good as usual, heading to the hardware store to get eco-bulbs to go in the htrift store lamps she got her man for his birthday.
later i fantasize about making potero avenue into a pedestrian mall. what would it take to do this? how many billions of dollars or years of urban decay?
maybe i will have some time to think about things later. right now there is very little time for that. thinking. or much else but mommying.
goodnight.
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