well, i had to post a picture of some kids in hay, because that's what we city slickers have been doing for the month long holiday of halloween. the pumpkin patch behind ucsf with the hay ride around a parking lot to see some old stuffed animals in trees (the kids loved it). scary grove night at stern grove, a new parks and rec event involving many many many children in star wars garb, no food, rides, magicians, light sabers flashing in the trees, and a major blood sugar let it all out double kid cry all the way home. and this weekend the mother of all pumpkin patches. we were there for.....four hours!! jumpy house. corn maze (maya took off and got lost in it and had to sit next to me on a bale of hay while everyone else ran wild and free and itchy). face painting. expensive hot dogs. we saw a cow being milked which probably turned my kids off milk forever as the cow had her neck in a creepy metal holder thing and she pooped during the demonstration. snow cones. haunted house, haunted barn.
so, we get our country time in.
i know i did not blog for a while. sometimes it is easier just to lie in bed rereading books for the 40th or 50th time than it is to write online about my existance. sometimes it is hard to write about my existance without sharing certain thoughts and feelings that are better left inside my head, or at least not outside a bar or private phone conversation.
what did you miss hearing about blog readers?
one event stands out. we went to a night time outside movie screening put on by the family of a girl miles went to preschool. i know they are community oriented because a few years ago they got a grant and organized community members and rebuilt a decrepit old park into an amazing and lovely playground and garden. we walked over with miles' school friends, and the kids just zoomed along on scooters and bikes. no crazy traffic. the house turns out to be big and magical, with a secret hideout for kids under the house, a huge electric train set hidden in the basement, and an in law apartment out back with guinea pigs and a sweet dog checking out the guinea pigs and hundreds and hundreds of cds. through the back door of the in law and we are in the alley, an overgrown alley with a sandbox and door leading out from all the fences on both sides. people are coming down the alley with their kids, it is getting dark as parents try and set up the outside screen. there is a couch in the alley and food and people coming in and out of their backyards and kids running wild, toddling wild. the little girl miles went to preschool with had invited her first grade teacher and she appeared in the crowd, and then went to check out r's bedroom. there is a big cooler of beer and funny malt liquor drinks and juice boxes and i am just in love with this alley full of people, a big tree leaning over it, a swivelling seesaw in it.
finally the movie starts, and the kids are all crowded onto blankets and the couch, the adults in chairs or around the little fire pit. it is totoro, totoro which i first saw with my best friend long before kids came along. after the movie we go outside and there are little signs of halloween everywhere, glowing pumpkins and lights.
this was in mission terrace, which is in the city about 10 minutea away, but which in my little slice encounter seems to be the coolest suburb i have been to. no cool factor of huckleberry donuts and murals and theaters, but what could be better than totoro on a big screen at night, outside in an alley, your boy and girl cuddled together watching, a mike's hard lemonade and some reminscing about old times, strangely but nicely, with people you have not known for all that long.
tired now, goodnight, love you
jamie
so, we get our country time in.
i know i did not blog for a while. sometimes it is easier just to lie in bed rereading books for the 40th or 50th time than it is to write online about my existance. sometimes it is hard to write about my existance without sharing certain thoughts and feelings that are better left inside my head, or at least not outside a bar or private phone conversation.
what did you miss hearing about blog readers?
one event stands out. we went to a night time outside movie screening put on by the family of a girl miles went to preschool. i know they are community oriented because a few years ago they got a grant and organized community members and rebuilt a decrepit old park into an amazing and lovely playground and garden. we walked over with miles' school friends, and the kids just zoomed along on scooters and bikes. no crazy traffic. the house turns out to be big and magical, with a secret hideout for kids under the house, a huge electric train set hidden in the basement, and an in law apartment out back with guinea pigs and a sweet dog checking out the guinea pigs and hundreds and hundreds of cds. through the back door of the in law and we are in the alley, an overgrown alley with a sandbox and door leading out from all the fences on both sides. people are coming down the alley with their kids, it is getting dark as parents try and set up the outside screen. there is a couch in the alley and food and people coming in and out of their backyards and kids running wild, toddling wild. the little girl miles went to preschool with had invited her first grade teacher and she appeared in the crowd, and then went to check out r's bedroom. there is a big cooler of beer and funny malt liquor drinks and juice boxes and i am just in love with this alley full of people, a big tree leaning over it, a swivelling seesaw in it.
finally the movie starts, and the kids are all crowded onto blankets and the couch, the adults in chairs or around the little fire pit. it is totoro, totoro which i first saw with my best friend long before kids came along. after the movie we go outside and there are little signs of halloween everywhere, glowing pumpkins and lights.
this was in mission terrace, which is in the city about 10 minutea away, but which in my little slice encounter seems to be the coolest suburb i have been to. no cool factor of huckleberry donuts and murals and theaters, but what could be better than totoro on a big screen at night, outside in an alley, your boy and girl cuddled together watching, a mike's hard lemonade and some reminscing about old times, strangely but nicely, with people you have not known for all that long.
tired now, goodnight, love you
jamie
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