A Myriad of Troubles & Delights
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
(16:23pm) Tuesday evening had been simple and enjoyable, just OLeif and Collette together, enjoying a funny film about roughing it in the wild on a hunt of sorts, and eating a take-out meal wrapped in Styrofoam boxes and a pile of napkins. Collette decided she was very glad that life was rather simple and uncomplicated. After all, with wealth, great riches, fame, and a busy schedule, one could be much more easily distracted from the work God set forth.
She spent the morning teaching math once again while Carrie began painting her room a harbor gray (over her beautiful 13-year-old-drawn mural of Roman villa stucco, colored block tile, and trees, sun, and vines on the ceiling). She also ordered a bedspread set of zebra stripes and red and black sheets. She also painted her nails a shiny red and decided to dye her hair darker than Collette’s, which Collette was very happy to hear. Carrie also arm-wrestled Linnea, Rose, and Collette, back to back, winning all three matches more than easily. Collette was easier to beat than Linnea. Good thing Collette had begun to train her arm muscles with a wimpy five pound weight, and she had played three rounds of badminton that afternoon with Rose and Linnea.
Before heading home to fix beefy black-eyed pea soup, she dropped Joe by the Humane Society before she took him to work. No Shammer. And then it was back to the apartment where she did not make beefy black-eyed pea soup as she had forgotten to thaw the beef earlier.
Meanwhile, the world announced a great earthquake in Pakistan earlier, tens of thousands dead. And the bird flu was feared to become a potential health crisis around the world, the World Health Organization predicting 150,000,000 dead at the worst case. However, it was difficult to take any news without a grain of salt. Maybe two. And even the 50,000,000 who died from the last flu epidemic in 1918, saw only 50,000 dead in the United States. Collette worried about the Christmases in Croatia. But after all, God controlled all things, and nothing was out of His hands, though the world crack in two. It would end at His bidding and Christ would return in all glory and majesty.
Meanwhile, there were other simpler and lighter things in the world and at home in Saint Louis. There were good readings and hot chocolate afternoons, although Collette was looking forward to visiting the Amish in early November, Hermann the following Monday, Iowa the weekend after, and perhaps Soullard before very long. Cahokia seemed promising and several school days at the Pere Marquette Lodge… Brilliant.
And in other news, Rose was going to apply at Dairy Queen. She had also managed to lose her birth certificate, and, thus proclaiming herself as not officially a real person anymore until she found it again (but more importantly, unable to obtain her driver’s permit until she found the said document)… she would be obliged to check out the record office the following week. But the family would be camping at Babler Park over the weekend – Thursday through Sunday. And just before the cool weather would hit. It was lovely weather coming, being October, after all.