While Deliberating...
I don’t know what happened to Friday morning. By the time I realized it was lunch, thunder was growling under low-light sky in the west, and we had signs of a coming deluge.
I do remember the black label microwave popcorn. Puck and I helped ourselves to two bags of that between breakfast and two o’clock, when Eddie came over for some more Minecrafting during the downpour.
Miss Anna, who was still miffed with Puck and her brother for not allowing her enough time on Puck’s scooter earlier in the week, seemed to be in a better humor prior to the rain, and settled in on the couch with the boys and her own laptop. I could tell this laptop, however ancient a beast it was, made her feel very important. She quickly showed it off by asking where she could plug it into the wall.
Anyway, it was an atypical 3:05 Friday game from Chicago, so while Puck enjoyed a 1972 Disney on El Oso’s computer, and a PBJ, I experienced my own version of movie night from the kitchen. Just around the time Holliday homered into left field…
“Mom! Mom! I cut my own hair!”
Leave a seven year-old in a home office and he’s bound to find the scissors. I just didn’t expect him to act like he was three years old with those scissors. Several mild bald spots littered his also short crop of wheat-colored locks. Fortunately for myself, having both an only-child-son for seven years, and an acute ability to remain unfazed by disaster, provided the Cardinals are playing well, I sent him back to finish his movie, writing myself a note to repair the damage sometime Saturday evening.
Saturday, not Friday, because about half an hour later we were driving out to the Big House for another spend-the-night.
Joe and Jaya had invited us out for the first official movie night at their little apartment in Creve Coeur. All the Joe-and-Jaya things it should be: cozy and clean.
We spread out the DVD selection whittling it down, after much animated deliberation, to one of my personal favorites, quiet Korean film: “Castaway on the Moon.”
Still, considering the movie centers around a man stranded on an island on the Han River with few hygienic amenities, there were a lot of, “Oh no! I forgot this part,” or “Dang it!” and a few, “Jaya! You didn’t close your eyes?!”
Good times.