Quo Vadis Domine

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Mondays were for haircuts, Simon and Garfunkle, and chicken rings from White Castle; at least that Monday had been. And OLeif sported a half-nineties cut by the end of the evening. Earlier that day, after all the kids had left for their activities of the day, Mom and Collette surprisingly had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon and decided to tour New Town. They passed Uncle Hilario and Aunt Corliss’ house and Uncle Balthasar and Aunt Tuuli’s house. Collette wondered what it would be like to live the rest of one’s life several houses down from a sibling. And she decided she would like New Town when it had seasoned twenty years and the trees had grown to make it an old St. Louis. And why were there holly bushes in every yard?

Back on the ranch, Tuesday morning, Carrie had also received another hair-cut before leaving for a full-day concert out in the sun. And this time her hair color seemed to be a little violet, a little gray, the slightest hint of red, much black, and a lot blue – sometimes robin’s egg when the light was right. Carrie always regretted her hair-dying decisions.

Meanwhile Snugs spent his time walking all over Rose and her books while she took notes and reviewed Humanities for her quiz. Then she spent the last part of the afternoon closed in her room watching old “scientific” movies over pretzel sticks and milk, nursing her closed-door fetish. Joe pondered bikes and their ways, after checking out the quantity of rock with Mom for his Eagle project, and Linnea filled goblets and bowls of beads for the majority of the afternoon. Some days were just not really too funny.

And Collette wondered if Peter and Julia would be going to Ireland for the honeymoon. Peter… getting married… Sigh. Another one to check off the list. To cliché it again: people did grow up too fast. Perhaps a law should be instituted that people couldn’t get married until they were 27… It would never fly.

Later, Carrie-Bri returned from the concert, angry at the world for having missed the only band which she had wanted to see in the first place in the sweltering heat of the UMB Bank Pavilion, as they had failed to perform at the time indicated. And to cinch the failure of the day, she had only to look down at her arms.

“Ahhhhhh! Sunburn!”