RJ posted a surprising video link from YouTube in my comment section. Here is the link – it is worth your time.
Update: I found my phone under the seat in Toby’s truck probably where I had been searching for something to scrape the frost off the windshield. It was amazing what all was under Toby’s seat – kind of a catch-all place. I had to get a new battery for my car. Toby put it in the car and that night, but yesterday it still would not start. He says it is fixed now. Jesse’s tire was ruined and she had to go to McNair’s to replace the tire. For those of you who do not know McNair’s, you have really missed a treat. Phil, the owner, runs an interesting and booming business. Phil is great to take care of his customers and give you a good price on tires. It is a tire shop. It is filthy. While sitting inside the station one time, waiting on my tires and reading a magazine, I dropped the magazine on the floor. I did not bother to pick it up, because the floor was so nasty that I did not want to touch the magazine or the floor. Phil does have guys working for him who look like axe murders. They are always prompt and business like, but scary looking. We tease Jesse every time she has to visit McNair’s about getting her a boyfriend. The guys are always very "attentive" to her. At dinner we had this conversation:
Toby: Did you tell your mother about Darin?
Jesse bats her eyes: My new boyfriend.
Me: An axe murderer?
Jesse using her sweet silly voice: Yes, it is just a temporary job. Phil is helping him out since he recently got out of prison.
Jesse went on in this vein for a while causing me to LOL. Then last night I dreamed two guys were hanging out to visit her. I did not like either of them - thinking they were lazy. One of them had tattoos. It sure is funny how the mind works and causes us to dream. Do you think I really fear Jesse will bring home some mass-murderer with tattoos? Na, but it must have been on my brain.
Speaking of on the brain, I teased Jesse about walking like a "Baggett" with her shoulders back and arms down to her sides – gunslinger style. It is not really a problem unless she is squinting at you too. She said I made her feel self-conscious. Here is a picture of her on the baseball field at camp. Her walk is not so odd; it is just a Baggett thang. I remember my dad taking me for walks in RR and having me concentrate on not walking with my toes out - like a duck. Then my own mother used to instruct me this way, "Shoulders back, tummy in, hiney under..." Then I would hobble off concentrating on all she had said. Jesse posted some pics on her blog of camp. Pretty silly!