A Day With Mom
The Saturday that the gayborhood shut down a bunch of Center City streets and held their Fall Festival, I had the day off from work so mom came downtown and hung out for a bit. We actually got along that day and it was nice. It was a long day and we did so much walking. There were all these fun activities set up as part of the Fall Festival, like this event, Sumo Wrestling. Mom hadn’t seen it before and I think she really got a kick out of the sumo match involving fat suits. She was rooting for the contestentants and mesmerized by the way they struggled to get up off the mat.
Once I revealed to mom that we were walking around in the gay neighborhood, she tried to pick out all the guys who were gay. Not difficult, mom since that was all of them. If the guy was hot, she told me he was gay. She pointed them out to me as if I didn’t know. The boyfriend hand-holding was sort of a give away that she didn’t seem to notice, but it was cute to see her so excited by the abundance of good-looking gay men all around her.
Later that day, we picked up a city paper to find something unique to do. We were gonna go to a movie, but there was nothing good playing so we found out about this unusual dance performance at the German community center in Philadelphia’s Spring Garden loft district.
I was so sly with the camera, mom didn’t even notice I videotaped a portion of the performance. She kept whispering to me how she was impressed they could remember all the dance moves. I was impressed, too. I think she thought the music was a little weird.
The day ended wonderfully, with a trip to the grocery store. For a city girl like me without a car, that’s a real treat.
