Ch. 180; Vol. 10
Puck wakes up early on Saturdays. It doesn’t matter how late he went to bed on Friday, he just can’t help himself. All those Minecraft tornados and lava fields and floating-islands-in-the-sky are too alluring…
“Puck. It’s way too early. Go back to bed.”
“Dad! If I go back to sleep I might fall asleep all day! And I do not want this to happen!”
It didn’t happen.
The sky was packed today. Busy-busy clouds on their way someplace “sort of East”, as usual.
Breakfast: Hard Boiled Egg.
Library: we just can’t stay away from that place.
Silverspoon House: Minecraft [of course]; fresh red, white, and blue daisies…
“Oh, they painted them!” Gloria exclaimed, removing blue fingers from the petals.
Or maybe like in our old days when we split carnation stems into glasses of water and food coloring, half-red, half-blue.
Crunchy veggie straws, cantaloupe, leeks and baby tomatoes, spinach artichoke dip on rosemary crackers, steak and sweet potato. Late birthday for both boys. Gloria quizzed Izze on the White Horse Inn discussion the previous night before leaving for the Superman movie. Izze didn’t seem to recall too much.
“But you listened to him for two hours!”
“Yes, but I spent two and a half hours watching Henry Cavill fly around in tight underwear.”
Apparently the big topic of the afternoon was tiramisu. The tiramisu that The Bear was supposed to make for a party of 20, Sunday afternoon. He didn’t even know what tiramisu was until around Thursday. I wasn’t getting involved with that one. Nothing good can come from experimenting with combinations of expensive creamed cheese and coffee-soaked biscuits. Nothing.
A sharp, fast rain.
All those puffy whites had transformed in minutes. A little crisp thunder on the side. Classic summer pop-up.
Library: again: Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs on DVD, for Gloria and Puck. They saw all the girls [Carrie, Lucia, Rose, Cherry, and Linnea], shopping in between rains. Rose bought a table with islands under glass. Something only Rose could find…
“I think she should put a frog in there,” Gloria suggested.
The rain came in and out – violet and blue and white – I sat on the porch and watched for awhile. 64 degrees.
Strawberry shortcake with candles lit from the gas stove.
And if all this movie watching wasn’t enough, I guess we had to throw one more in there. The Bear joined Theodore and Izze for “Man of Steel” at 7:30.
