Fourth of the Tournament
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Puck woke Collette at 2:32 in the middle of the night from a dream that Garret Raven had ‘converted’ to Amish with his wife and, apparently now, three daughters. Puck had also had a dream that his miniature house was lost. And Collette assured him that his house was safe, lulling him back into dreamland.
It was game day!
Over at the Silverspoon’s Puck was busy ‘walking’ OLeif’s computer mouse around the house, Gloria was working over the grill, and Theodore and OLeif went out to buy tools. All that after OLeif, Collette, and Puck had hit Kinko’s for the printed genealogy for Great Uncle Combs and the bank for further notarizations.
At 1:30, Carrie-Bri arrived for the game bearing gifts: lemon-frosted cookies ringed in blue for the Uruguayan flag, a case of Dos Equis beer in good fun of The Most Interesting Man in the World, and an Uruguayan flag keychain for Collette, which was awesome of course. If only Collette hadn’t lost her keys… She would find some way to implement it anyway.
The national anthems of Uruguay, sung terribly, and Germany were played. And the match began. It was a good game. 2-3 in favor of the Germans. But Cavani had scored for the Sky-Blues, as had Forlan with an amazing shot into the net for his fifth of the tournament. A great way to end it.
Now there was August to look forward to.
Then to church with Carrie, where the new South City church planter was preaching to relieve George Wintershine for the evening. And back for frozen custard and new Doctor Who with Vincent van Gogh (apparently pronounced: van Goff).
While they waited for the custard to arrive, Mom, Collette, and Carrie briefly reminisced over old days in the ’90’s.
“I’ll never forget that time you made me wear that pink and white polka-dotted onesie,” said Carrie. “In front of the entire church. That was horrific.”
“I think we pawned that one off back and forth between each other,” Collette replied.
This memory always reduced them to near-wheezing laughter.
“The strawberry onesie wasn’t as bad,” Carrie said.
“I’m so sorry!” Mom protested. “I’m responsible for scarring you for life. Although I did let you wear your dinosaur dress to Sunday School, Carrie.”
“Yes, I thought that would get Bradley Barnard’s attention pretty well. When I was Mary in the Christmas program. And he was Joseph. He just sauntered over the stage chewing his gum. I just thought he was so cool.”
Good day.