Early Birthday
Saturday, November 6, 2010
It was time to celebrate Gloria’s birthday one week early, for the smaller Silverspoon family would be in Nashville the following weekend for Esther’s wedding.
First order of business:
Library. And with those lovely printed receipts. Excellent idea.
Costco for laundry detergent, jumbo bag of blueberries, plain yogurt, and tropical sorbets. And a bundle of beautiful purple, bright yellow, orange lilies, and red sunflower blooms, which Puck picked out himself for his nana.
Bank.
Over at the house, the bacon had accidentally burned, and so the windows were airing out the kitchen and a candle was burning on the table next to a bunch of beautiful silk-red roses and baby’s breath, from Theodore to Gloria.
In the living room, Izzy was playing video games, dazed, while German and another buddy were still asleep on the couch and the floor, going on eleven o’clock, before he left for a photo shoot of a piano studio.
Meanwhile, Theodore was in New England on business.
And more bacon was put on to cook.
Lunch arrived.
OLeif was busy teaching Puck hymns.
“It is well. It is well. It is well. It is well with my soul…” Puck repeated with a huge grin.
Meanwhile, German was busy telling Puck that The Euro Chopper for vegetables was used to chop up toes. Puck thought this was goofy and didn’t believe him.
In the afternoon…
In continuation of Gloria’s early birthday… after picking up a card with a lizard wearing a sombrero for Izzy to bring to Stacie-June’s scavenger hunt birthday party in Old Saint Charles… where there were loads of weddings and holiday shoppers… back out to Sam’s for batteries and a giant fudge chocolate cake.
“Oh, our blood sugar!” Gloria exclaimed.
And back to the house where there were big stuffed peppers and OLeif was ordering business cards.
And Puck continued to try to help Collette fix her canker sore.
“Mama needs some chocolate cake,” he said. “It will help her lip ’cause it hurts very bad.”
So there was a Happy Birthday sung between the four, and an arrangement of various black and white dotted and striped candles, a tiny stone donkey, and Puck’s ‘baby houses’ on the monster cake.
“I think I can freeze the rest of this for Thanksgiving,” said Gloria.
Later…
While they were busy watching James May and his plasticine flower garden at the Chelsea Flower Show, Puck flew a belly-flop over the large rubber ball, head-first into the baseboard of the couch. He cried it out quickly, was administered arnica, and stopped the tear flow, going right back to tumbling over the ball.
Back home… Doctor Who and the Pyramids of Mars.
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