Another Friday

Friday, March 2, 2007


Friday morning was crystal. Early spring chirping birds and cold sunshine.


Work saw more Danish butter cookies and the usual line-up. Sinai, Jimmy, Judah, and Barney all came and went as necessary.


The wind was devilish that day. It howled and whistled around the office, right down to the old field.


Meanwhile, Jimmy was sending out his usual daily dozen emails from Ivy’s computer. And while he was at it, his cell phone rang twice (back in his office). Instead of hurrying back to see who had called, he let it ring. Awhile after the first call had come and gone, he picked up Ivy’s phone and called his cell phone to check voice mail. It was almost comical. He seemed more interested in the emails and in talking about how funny OLeif looked as a midget Sunday night at the youth talent show.


“Yeah, he looked pretty uncomfortable up there,” Jimmy almost giggled.


Collette had to admit that he did have a pretty ridiculous air about him, trying to pull off a midget, and with short arms to boot (from the person behind him).


Sinai, who seemed rather tired that day, had an additional three phone calls to make regarding the church being used for various wedding ceremonies. It was always perfect strangers calling to see if they could use the church. And nearly every one requested a September wedding. Although in the end, few were scheduled, due to Sinai’s “strict” requirements.


Late in the afternoon, Mom dropped by to pick up the bulletins. Francis and Linnea ran inside – Francis to ask Jimmy about the potential youth air-softing field trip.


“Look what I won!” Linnea grinned happily.


She held up a brightly painted tin can money bank with a little lock and key on the outside. She and Francis had just come from an afternoon at Great Skate.


“I had to roll a big dice and I won,” she said proudly.


Then they scooted off for their weekly Friday movie night, Francis toting out the heavy box of bulletins into the van.


Collette recalled going to Great Skate once or twice before. The first choir party had been at Great Skate, and she did manage to go around the rink a number of times on roller skates. Carrie-Bri was much faster and wore roller blades. Collette took breaks from time to time while the faster kids swirled around the rink. And Shepherd had been the D.J. – only fourteen himself at the time.


That was before Mrs. South had decided to hold end-of-the-year choir parties at bowling alleys. And then that was exchanged for parks, which could more easily hold the 240 or so choir students comprising all three choirs.


The rest of the evening was quiet. Collette hit the hay early. She and OLeif had to be at the hospital before eight o’clock the next morning for nine hours of LaMaze. This would be followed by dinner with Judah and Evangeline at the Chipmunk’s.


Collette figured she would feel a little ridiculous toting two bed pillows and a blanket through the hospital. But that was what the class required. And she wasn’t too sure she would be using the free meal tickets provided for lunch in the hospital cafeteria…

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