August 6
Friday, August 6, 2010
On the way to the house that morning, Puck was getting the sun in his eyes.
“Better pull down your shade, Daddy,” he said. “’Fore the sun blasts you to pieces!”
Meanwhile, Mom was back from Iowa. Things were humming along again.
At eight o’clock, Puck presented his Sun with a gift, one of Carrie’s old favorite books: Commander Toad in Space. They read it together by Carrie’s reading light before it was time to drop off the car at the shop again, to check out the radiator and fuel lines.
Shortly after ten o’clock, Carrie-Bri took Puck for a treat, to pick up Chick-fil-A and bring it to Grandma Snicketts’ for an early lunch. While they were busy with these enterprises, Collette joined Mom and Francis in setting up another movie night at church: Fiddler on the Roof. This time incorporating pizza and ice cream. Afterwhich they visited White Castle (where Collette tried a new set of chicken ring sandwiches with cheese), and then to the grocery store for items for Sunday’s lunch, and a set of dollar avocados from Mexico.
When Carrie returned from Grandma Snicketts’, she shared Grandma’s latest suggestion for Carrie’s future.
“I’ve got an idea for you,” she said. “Why don’t you get to know that new Rams quarterback? I hear he’s making all kinds of money.”
Back at the house where Grandma Combs had arrived with monkey bread that had erupted over the sides of the pan. And in return, Carrie-Bri presented her with the homemade crème brulee topped with fresh blackberries, and a funny photo-shopped photo of Grandma recreating the time in recent history when she had accidentally dyed her hair green. Beneath it, Carrie had written the caption, “Keep your sense of humor”. Grandma laughed pretty hard.
Meanwhile, another tea light had exploded in flame, which Carrie put out on the patio. Puck and Trooper shared a kiwi. (What was wrong with that dog?) And Puck gave his matchbox cars a bath in an ancient yellow bundt pan on the patio.
Then to pick up a courtesy car from the Honda dealership, as the old Civic would have to stay overnight.
When she returned, Puck snuck a bite of her Oreo Klondike bar when Collette wasn’t looking.
“I ate it all crump crump crump crump,” he said. “I’m turning into junk.”
It was date-night-in. OLeif returned, after an hour talking with Simon and Alfonso, with a feast of bad things, including mini churros while they watched part of a film Collette had never seen all the way through: Casablanca.