Napoleon's Tooth, $1.25 tea, & Hijacking Clergy

Friday, November 11, 2005

(7:59am) It was a cold November morning, just right for the month (unlike the excessively warm days they had been experiencing lately). And it promised to be a busy weekend, although full of good things. There was coffee that evening after picking up several kids, no doubt, where Curly, Wally, and Izzy would play. And the Lord-Welches would be arriving around nine o’clock. And Saturday would be set aside for the Zoo from 9:30-11:45, lunch in the park from noon till one, and an Omnimax film on Egypt at two, followed by meandering around the exhibits from about 2:45 till 3:30, arriving home at around 4:30 for pizza at five, and off to the church office to leave at 6:15 with the rest of the carpool for “The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe” at Christian High School, beginning at seven, and perhaps another run by The Grind where the boys would be playing again… Whew.

In news, China was unveiling its mascot for the 2008 summer games, (top secret, apparently), and would shortly begin its one thousand day count-down. And the expected energy crisis for the coming winter, had been canceled, seeing as the reserves were better than expected, and gas had dropped a dollar and ten cents since the hurricane hit.

At an auction in London, a tooth believed to have been pulled out of Napoleon’s mouth, sold for a grand $22,600. At work, a great case of white paper came from Office Depot, with a fresh box of small manila envelopes and five packages of colored paper. Collette wondered what it might be like to fill those ten thousand pages with her thoughts and stories… There was a pasta and tomato dish for lunch, along with a small wedge of cheesecake (both courtesy of Ivy, who always had extra food to go round). And Mercy’s knight in shining armor was leaving for Russia in a few days and Mercy was to visit him in the spring, never having been overseas before. How lonely she would be over the winter, Collette thought sadly. And it was rumored that one of Saddam Hussein’s chief aids, had been killed. There was to be coffee that night, although Collette was not entirely sure she felt up to anything sweet. So as much as it made her stomach turn, she would likely lay down her dollar and twenty-five cents for a cup of tea.

Collette also happened to come across a list of Peter’s girl, Julia’s, favorite things:

“Studying yon Bible and the writings of those adept in said scriptures, pretending I can draw, trying to manicure myself into an organizational juggernat, running around my church and college hijacking pastors and emotionally unstable professors, playing with kids and debating life, love and everything with my friends and family.

…oh, and turkey and artichoke paninis from the stl bread co, berry lemonade jones sodas…”

Always something fascinating in the world…