Lost, found, lost

Over the weekend Wendy, Joy, and I went to spend time with Wendy's parents. On Saturday we rode along for a family reunion in Murfreesboro, which according to my bad geography is close to the Virginia border. Wendy, Joy, Wendy's parents, and me climb into the Griffins' CRV. It has been years since the Griffins have been out this way, but Wendy's Mom has family out that way. Everything was going smoothly. We were speeding along (figuratively, for all you law enforcement) and Joy was content. About an hour into the trip, Joy started screaming. It was the inconsolable death cry. We tried giving her something to eat, but that did not help. We tried giving her something to drink, no luck either. Wendy's Mom pulled into a gas station. Wendy pulled off Joy's jacket and pants. Apparently, Joy got too hot. For the rest of the ride she was alright. Wendy has also said that the car seats are ovens. I think they need to make ones vented somehow, but what do I know about design? We pull into the restaurant for the reunion and get Joy out of the car seat to dress her. Since the weather outside was a little cool. Jacket on. Pants on. One shoe on. Second shoe....uh. It is not there. I search the car and around the car. It must have fallen out at the gas station, about 30 miles back. The reunion is finished. It was pretty nice. Buffet style food. Nice pond to walk around with ducks. Everyone complimented how beautiful Joy is. Wendy's Mom was going to return home a different route, but for kicks wanted to go back and see if the shoe was still there. We make it back to the gas station. Joy's shoe is laying where we dropped it. Sunday morning. I am packing the car with changes of clothes because after the church service and Homecoming luncheon Wendy, Joy, and I are meeting Wendy's brother and family at the Wayne County fair. However, there is a plan change and we decide to go back to Wendy's parents' house before riding to the fair. I bring all the clothes back inside. Well almost. A pair of Joy's socks are missing. I know I packed them in the car, but cannot remember when I saw them. We search everywhere. No finding luck on this though. I feel bummed because Joy does not have too many socks that fit and here I misplace a pair. Maybe they will turn up someday.