A Day at the Movies
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Another ug morning for a cold.
Puck was already ready to go in the cold gray breakfast hours, decked out in Cardinal red, 1920’s fur cap, and Chick-fil-A cow wristwatch. His signature wardrobe accents. More of The High Kings further roused the boys into preparing for the day as OLeif dredged out another business card for One Ancient Hope, Collette pulled up Scrivener, and prepped eggs-in-a-nest for Puck, including the coveted inner sanctum: the crunchy buttery circle.
“Eat your circle, Puck.”
He rarely needed prompting.
As the morning approached ten o’clock, Puck, who was adding continuous items to his overnight pack, said quite seriously…
“You don’t understand, Mama. I love you. And I don’t want you to have to work. So I’m going to carry my backpack into Nana’s house.”
Then he got busy watching GE deliver a new fridge to the turquoise-green house across the street.
After a visit to the library, during which Collette thought that the individual sitting two cars over out of the corner of her eye looked a little like Kim Jong Il, OLeif attended a partially lengthy tech meeting at church, which included a church member who might have been Dwight Schrute’s double. Collette and Puck finished the last four chapters of Hugo Cabret in the office basement, which was moderately to decently freezing.
It was going to be a day for the movies. Like the good old days of double features, when kids would watch seven a weekend during The Great Depression to forget about their troubles. First of all, though, the pizza-in-a-pizza for OLeif, Collette, Izzy, and Puck. Because the house was still stocked with only foods for Theodore and Gloria. Their lunch consisted of bowls of fat red radishes, peeled and sliced cucumber, orange quarters, wedges of beefsteak, and slices of crusty bread. Puck could hardly be kept at his seat for wont of hugging the cat…
“Mama!” he declared, coming over for another hug. “I have great news! I’m almost done!”
Collette checked out a few Greek isles opportunities for their tenth anniversary. And Theodore and OLeif discussed the Tinder Box.
Gloria was sending OLeif and Collette to the movies to see The Iron Lady. This meant a hefty bucket of Runts, Chewy Runts, Shock Tarts, Sprees, Chewy Sprees, Chewy Gobstoppers, and Chewy Sweet Tarts from the purple Willy Wonka machine, the first time Collette had ever used such a contraption. She moderated herself admirably, however, in the end. During which an hour and forty-five minutes of well-acted, well-cast biography followed, also during which Collette experienced a brief coughing attack and excused herself past one of ten other couples all over the age of 60, from the theater for several minutes.
On the road home, they dropped by the old 80’s Schnucks for a loaf of Italian bread for the week. Back at the Silverspoon’s, Izzy was out on a photo shoot. Puck had just finished Megamind with Gloria and had located one of OLeif’s old feathered blue arrows under the stairs. Theodore built up the fire again in the grate with several logs of “finely aged wood”. Puck chased Snickers around, vying for more feline hugs until he rediscovered the wardrobe-sized box that had housed Curly’s Christmas guitar case…
“Uncle Curly gave it to me! It can carry me! Like a mummy!”
Sebastian was having jealousy issues over Puck. This was not an uncommon matter. Puck hid in his box so that…
“Sebastian won’t be jealous.”
OLeif laughs…
“So Sebastian writes in his journal tonight: ‘That’s when I knew it was war!’”
After the sucker’s Saturday night bath, of which he was reluctant to leave being busy sponging down the tiles with the loofah…
“Not yet, Dad! My fingers aren’t ‘burny’ yet! They don’t even have bumps!”
…he was ready for a moderate meal, two glasses of juice, several bedtime stories, a cool comfy bed, another story on CD, and a good long night of sleep while the remaining four switched on the final feature of the day, The Help.
And a drive home after ten.