Plumbing new depths

To recap the weekend, Bob and Sarah got into it Friday night, Sarah shoved Bob against the wall in front of the kids, Bob called 911 and Sarah called us. We rushed over, the cops didn't arrest anybody, and Sarah sent Bob and the girls home with us because she needed to think.

Bob went by the apartment after work on Saturday and said Sarah must've left right after we did, because nothing had been touched and she didn't spend the night there. He talked to her Saturday before the wedding, but they got into it again and she hung up on him. He said she never asked about the kids.

Bob and the girls went home with us Saturday night after the wedding and we all went straight to bed. Never heard from Sarah until about 3:00pm yesterday. She came over and they went home with the kids around 5:00.

While Sarah was here, she mentioned that she felt bad because her dad's birthday was Saturday and she hadn't even called him.

Mmm, okay...so if she wasn't with her parents, where did she spend Friday night? And what is it with Friday nights anyway? Because it was a week ago Friday night (Friday the 13th, in fact) that she went out for groceries and came home at 5:00 in the morning without any groceries. She told Bob it had been raining so hard that she couldn't see, so she'd pulled over and fell asleep in her car. What a load of crap.

Anyway, Bob called about two hours after they left our house last night and said they'd been talking and decided there was something he and Sarah needed to do. I listened eagerly, thinking they were finally ready for marriage couseling, but no.

No, what they decided they needed to do was to get me and Mikey and her parents together for a ceremony in which Bob and Sarah would renew their vows.

Because Sarah didn't get to have a big beautiful wedding like Sherri just had, because they eloped.

(Okay, he didn't say that last part, but I know damn well that's what the deal is.)

I was dumbfounded, so I gave Bob a minute or so of stunned silence before letting him know that any such ceremony was not a priority at this time and instead they both needed to get into some serious counseling, pronto. I asked where his wife spent Friday night, and he said he didn't know. I asked if he didn't have a right to know, and he got off the phone pretty quick.

I don't know that I have a right to know where Sarah's spending her nights away from home, but I just took care of her kids for two days right in the middle of helping my niece with her wedding, and she never called once to see how they were doing. Just dumped them on me and ran.