That's How We Roll

On the way to the Silverspoon’s, they dropped by the library. Collette rolled down the window to the cool air as Puck handed her a small book…
“Read this, Mama!”
The Steel Square Pocket Book, 1946. A pristine piece passed down from Puck’s great-grandfather. 13 and a half pages later, OLeif returned with a stack of books on CD, and Puck was still listening to paragraphs of tedious arrangements of numbers.
So Puck was delivered to the Silverspoon’s. Theodore was teaching all day. Gloria was just returning from running errands that included looking for a sewing box, and her sewing machine was out on the table.
“I couldn’t really find anything good,” she said. “One of them had peace signs on it.”
These young kids and their granny-inspired sewing fads.
There was also a package of strawberry crème swirl Dove chocolates.
“Puck, did you ask Nana if you could use up all of her post-it notes?” OLeif asked, observing the little pink squares plastered all over the kitchen.

At 3:45 OLeif and Collette departed – Puck to spend the night – for O’Charley’s. Christmas gift cards were high incentive. And after a platter of chicken fingers, potato boats, wedges of fried pepper jack cheese, with sour cream and honey mustard sauce, and another platter of shared mini caramel pie, chocolate brownie, and mini cake donuts, with a little cold Icelandic water to top it off, the movies were in order. The 5:35 showing of Hayao Miyazaki’s 95-minute “The Secret World of Arrietty” which, with all its miniatures, thunderstorms, and tiny sounds, was exactly something Collette would like. Nothing like fried food and Japanese anime to round out a February Saturday.