Dec 24, 2002 10:48
Mike found out who was making deliveries to his house. The funny thing is the reasons he concluded it was me were invalid. Like he REALLY thought it was me when I didn't leave it in the morning, like usual, on Sunday. He thouhgt it was because I'm Mormon. In all actuality, I had no idea I did that.
So, anyway, last night, there was a monsterous banging on our door. Later, Jen comes into my room and asks Mom and I, "Do we know a family with a maroon car?" She caught 2 boys and a father STILL on the porch when she opened the door, and they were like, "OH CRAP!" and took off running!
My mom and I thought it sounded like it might be Mike and his boys. We brouhgt the basket in, and we were sitting around it, still laughing about them still being on the porch.
Then I saw the bow- the SAME one I left on the sparkling cyder bottle, still tied up as if it were on the bottle. I said, "Look!" When mom connected it, I started balling. I don't know why it touched me so much, but it did.
When I made my drop last night, the lights were still on. So, I knocked. Mike tried to deny he did anything, which is quite commical.
We had a nice conversation. What was so awesome was that he has the Shelby Cobra picture I painted for him hanging up on his wall. He said, "Yeah! I'm proud of that." I also saw the poinsettas I left sitting on a table inside the house. I felt SO good.