Sunday, July 02, 2006
I GET THE SWING!
This day was a bit surreal.
Always feel guilty (not really) when I don't make it outdoors when the sun is blaring (we were all happy in our own way). Kids played and fought, I straightened about actually accomplishing a few things and hubby watched World Cup (unhappy about both outcomes). And I slept - yes I slipped a nap right in there, almost 2 hours with my little boy Julian. Laid down to get him to take a nap and I sailed right into the mystic. Hey, it was for the greater good, let those amongst you... A summer afternoon nap - what better way to start off July? I never get to nap. Problem is that when I do, I always wake up in a fog which stays with me throughout the day. Go ahead, drive your Buick right through.
Then, Louis and Clarks that we are, struck off in search of the new playground that I had mentioned to Tali (my daughter) over lunch earlier in the day:
Me: Maybe we'll go to a different playground that I saw.
Tali: Which one?
Me: The one outside Forrest Park - it has a tire swing.
Tali: I don't like tire swings.
Me: Oh, this is a nice one - it's not dirrrty. And, we're sure to get a turn because this playground is never crowded! I'm going on it. Julian's going to want to go on it.
We even scripted a play about it:
Scene One: A seemingly nice woman looking normal enough, enters park with 2 young children (husband has been left home to segue from World Cup Soccer to MLS). This first scene finds the other park dwellers suspicious of the woman's motives as she approaches the tire swing.
Act one and ACTION!:
Mother (played by me, yes, a stretch) races the little girl to the swing and almost knocks her over.
Park Dwellers (played in unison by Tali, age 8) raise eyebrows in shock and furrow them in disdain
Mother "Oh I was just trying to save you from getting hurt, here, let me help you on the swing" as she casts an eye in the Dwellers' direction to ensure they've bought into her ruse.
Park Dwellers: nod head approvingly and look back at their papers, etc.
Mother elbows daughter in an effort to knock her off swing
Park Dwellers: raise eyebrows in shock and disdain
Mother: "Oh, that was a close one, that bee was heading right for your mouth!"
Park Dwellers nod head approvingly and continue tending their own children.
You get the gist. Thing is, we crack each other up so much, we just keep building on the theatre of the absurd.
So we went to the park and got there for oh, 7:45. In NYC and summer time, that's the night shift reserved for we the people of leisure. We don't wear watches on the weekends. We're not uptight about when we play - we do so when the spirit moves us. Oh - who am I kidding?
Once a slug, always a slug.
Enjoy your weekend folks - get a nap in if at all possible. And remember, if you only go out at night, look at what you'll save on sunscreen.
Before you go for that nap, though, head over to Puppytoes' pad no time post. No, not because she mentions me as her new best friend forever, but because she's funny and it's a good post (park dwellers gaze up over papers suspiciously...).