UPDATED 7:30 p.m…..Well, more information. Brandon had joined a website where you pay to have access to any public information on a person. So he looked up Joe. He said Joe apparently still has an active Texas Driver’s License. And the post that Jami made on the MySpace on September 11 was for Joe’s birthday. I had forgotten she said it was that day, because I told her my newphew’s birthday was the same day.
Jami has talked very recently about how Joey still stands at the window in the afternoons watching for Daddy to come home, and she wondered how long he would still do that. She said he missed Daddy.
I don’t believe that Joey would still be waiting for his Daddy to come home 7 months after his “death”, given that he was only supposedly 13 months old when Joe died. Bethany said something interesting the other night: The reason Joey still stands at the window watching for Daddy to come home, is because Daddy still comes home!
Here’s some pictures from the bridal shower on Sunday. This is one of Rachael and the coaster with their initial on them (and yes, that’s a bow from a package in her hair):
During the “girls only” shower, Brandon and Michael (my nephew and Holly’s fiancee), went bowling. After they came back, Brandon played guitar:
I got Rachael’s dress all stitched together last night and the zipper in. All that’s left is to sew the buttons down the back and put the blue crystals in the snowflakes.
I’m working on Bethany’s dress right now. The bridesmaids are wearing a full skirt and top that buttons down the back. They will have the same buttons as Rachael’s. I should have it finished tomorrow.
The guy who was supposed to come and give an estimate on fixing Beth’s Explorer didn’t come this morning. After I got up early so he could. Not happy about it. I called him and he did give me a reason why he didn’t come, but I told him I would have appreciated a phone call to let me know. So we are rescheduled for tomorrow.
I was sitting here at the computer this morning and Whiskers jumped up on the desk at least a half dozen times. The last time, I tried to get him off the desk and he hit my coffee cup, dumping it all in my lap. The cup hit the floor and broke. So now we’re down one favorite coffee mug.
I’m pretty down about all that’s happened in the last few days. I was noticing a nagging feeling to distance myself for the last couple of weeks, but I didn’t know why. It’s just a wonder we ever trust any other human being. There are people who momentarily make you never want to trust again.