A Weekend

Monday, April 4, 2005

Somehow Collette had skipped a day. Saturday had been good after all, despite the sun’s aggravating light. It was the kind of afternoon that was just good and summery and homey.

Collette made chocolate kiss cookies while Mom and Dad fixed in Mom’s new turn of the century screen door. Carrie got together with Lucia and some friends to go to Lucia’s church out in Ladue for the evening. Joe was still out camping. And then Dad barbecued and played his latest Michael Buble CD.

There was sad news of an old family friend in trouble down in Kentucky, and of the pope’s death in the Vatican. But there was Johnny Quest after dinner and a little of Spirited Away before Francis and Linnea went to bed.

Sunday had brought cool afternoon sunshine and Joe dressed up as a corn cob for the youth mission trip skit, which was quite comical. Although he came back to the service with a bloodied elbow from the chicken wire inside. And then the Lord-Welches had arrived. It was so good to see them again. There was something about them seeming just like family. Dad and Mom and Mrs. Lord-Welches would just sit for hours and talk things over. It was good to sit in the late afternoon sunshine with the windows open and the cats prowling, and listen to them talk and look over pictures. It was a pleasant time for all.