October 20
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
A cold beginning.
Toast with butter and grape jelly and a glass of cold milk at the house.
Also there…
Francis was busy sling-shooting Q-tips out of a metal spring from an old door stopper.
Collette took a small handful of candy corn from the pantry, though she didn’t fancy them much, which she also noticed was made with ‘real cocoa’ and ‘real honey’.
Francis cranked up his favorite 1970’s ballads for working on algebra.
Puck hurried outside to give Rose’s Buddha a tiny red button for some reason…
Joe had found a dark green shot put ball down by the river on his biking excursion, which looked much like the constellations due to its scratches.
And Carrie worked on eating coconut oil.
The lunch hour arrived amidst the industry of the various members of the household: writing papers, cleaning out the fridge, reading assignments, Masters studies, proofing texts, iPhone frog nurseries, etc., followed with the weekly work at Mr. G’s for Francis and Creole.
And Puck chomped down the largest potato chips that he could pawn off his aunt Onion.
In the afternoon, Puck ran inside.
“Mama, we ‘eed a big bowl for persimmon muffins!” he exclaimed.
He picked a few just before joining his mama and Lila on a slightly warm walk into the ‘new’ subdivision. They had never stopped calling it that, even after fifteen years or so since its initial construction.
And Carrie-Bri, Joe, and Rose watched the winning Barcelona game while Joe began work on a canvas of pink lilies in pastels for Drawing II.
Back to church again. Routine. Routine.
Puck brought in a can of sweet peas for the food pantry.
While he sang, painted autumn leaves, and learned about Jesus, Collette and Mom did his fall clothes shopping, a thing highly overdue, while Francis, their eager chauffeur, waited for them in the Odyssey.
And OLeif was out with his buddies as usual on Wednesday night.
So Collette closed out her own night with a little reading from Ballykissangel: Behind the Scenes, copyright 1997. And Silky’s, Mom’s treat.