January 8 An hour with Jesse

Thursday: I've been in the habit of stopping by Jesse's late every Thursday afternoon to say "Hi" to Kaity (since she doesn't come over to my house anymore), and to visit with Jesse (because it's practically the only time I see him!). I visited briefly with Kaity--she was in the middle of an intense "game" with friends (out there in cyberspace somewhere).

Jesse had a lot to show me out in his garage. He has finally begun to rebuild his Volkswagen Scirocco (1984) that Scott found for him pretty cheap close to five years ago now. It's been sitting out in his garage collecting ... just about everything (!!) since then. He has managed to unbury it from the debris and has friends (a few other Volkswagen enthusiasts) who are able and interested in this rebuild. 

If it is possible to know less than nothing about cars, engines, mechanics, etc. I would fit that category. It's not that I'm not interested--it's just that it is completely out of my brain waves--like it doesn't even register. BUT ... my Jesse has always (since very, very young) been quite astute in putting stuff together and taking them apart. When he was a tiny kid, he was better at taking things apart than reassembling them; but nothing tragic happened as a result. I was always fascinated at his ability to SEE beyond one dimension. Dylan's kids and I have talked about this faulty part of my brain a LOT. They have told me I have a FLAT BRAIN. Okay then.

I snapped a few pictures of him describing car/engine parts to me when I was over--the three pictures are similar. The reason I post them is that it is so rare that I get any pictures of my adult sons whatsoever, that I treasure each one!

Would you believe (???) that every single object that is scattered on the table and floor--Jesse can identify and tell me details about? I'm not kidding!!! I had to keep talking to myself (in my head) not to panic (seriously) looking at all of these foreign objects--it's rather unsettling to me. I recoil from chaos--and it's not that this is so chaotic, but it puts me in the realm of the UNKNOWN which always throws me a bit (actually a LOT). So this was good for me--I need to grow my brain!

This 1984 Scirocco is 42 years old this year ... a true antique. Jesse is rebuilding it because he loves cars and working with his hands, and fixing things, and restoring stuff. I love this about Jesse so much.

I'll post more pictures as progress is made ...