Grown Woman

Jesse headed back to WF yesterday afternoon. School starts today. With all the work she did over her break, she said it didn't feel much like a break. Since she wasn't home much, it didn't feel like much of a break to me either. I was kind of hoping to see her more. But I'd better get used to it. After all, she is a grown-ass woman - as she likes to put it. Ahh, would you like to know the story behind that terminology?

A couple of years ago while in Austin for my brother's wedding, we were staying in a hotel along with lots of rednecks in town for a car show. The parking lot was full of revved up autos and hot rods. That night we were all awaken by a disturbance outside. With the car show folks still in the parking lot and roaring their engines, some man on the second floor near our rooms (probably trying to sleep) decided to yell at them. Of course, a yelling match was the result. It was hard to hear what the car folks in the parking lot, were saying, but it was easy to guess. The funny part was that the man kept hollering, "I'm a grown-ass man!" Jesse in her sleepy state of being, called the front desk to report a possible fight. Having done her duty, she went back to sleep. The next morning at breakfast "the grown-ass man" was all the talk in our group. We got a big laugh out of the situation and Jesse. And now when Jesse wants to push her weight around, she tells us that she is a grown-ass woman! Toby and I just laugh at her.

By the way, my nephew, Adam, is starting a new school and a new job today in WF. Best wishes, Adam. May your new life be filled with joy and success.
Adam and Jes at Mom's birthday - I cut this out of a big photo, so it is a bit unfocused.