One on Each Arm

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Thursday Collette found herself at the office again wearing her new argyle socks (which OLeif had bought her three pairs of for a dollar apiece at Dierbergs while they were grocery shopping the evening before), although the environment was not quite as crazy as it was the week before.

Instead, she read some theological articles from the Reformation magazine on her lunch break and discussed the hurricane aftermath with Ivy as there was a special meeting at Kirk of the Hills that night at eight o’clock for all of the St. Louis area PCA churches to become involved in helping the refugees…

Ivy also brought back for her a big chocolate chip cookie from her lunch break. And a dude dropped by to speak with Pastor Hatch (although he was at lunch) who was going to plant churches in Brazil.

It was a good quick day and Collette would go shopping with Mom and the girls that evening while OLeif and Peter designed a website.

While shopping, Carrie relayed the latest of the goings on. Old Blue, (Elizabeth’s and Carrie’s fellow Serbian co-worker), nearly seven feet tall, had already invited them to two parties (one of which they attended) and a soccer game. Apparently they had made quite an entrance at the party, Old Blue, Elizabeth, and Carrie, one on each arm. Upon introducing them to his fellow foreigners and students, he said in his best accent:

“Now these are very nice girls; you treat them very nicely or you’ll answer to me.”

Carries sighed in happiness, “We met students from, like, twenty different countries!”

There was the student up from South America on a golf scholarship who “looked just like Pippin”. And there was another from Egypt and other such foreign locations. Always some form of excitement in Carrie’s world…