The next few weeks are going to be insane for me…kind of like a mini hiatus. So if you can’t find me here or on FB don’t fret, I’ll be back.
Tomorrow the hubs turns 65. I can hardly believe it. I told him that I’m too young to be married to a senior citizen (I HATE that term) because, clearly, I haven’t aged one day since I turned 35. He just laughed. I don’t know what he finds so fucking funny.
Friday I fly off to visit with the nephew and his new baby. I’m not sure if I’m more excited to see him, the baby or his “in-laws”. In any event, I know I’m going to have a good time. They’re having a crayfish boil in my honor. Um…I’m a city girl. Crayfish? I hope I don’t embarrass my nephew. In fact, I hope they like me. Oh well…he loves me so that’s all that matters.
I still hope they like me.
When I get back it’s Easter and then…dun dun duuuuuuun…I have jury duty. This will be the third time in my life I’ve served. Enough is enough. The hubs has NEVER served and he’s always wanted to! It’s not that I mind because I feel it’s my duty and I think we have the best judicial system in the world (flawed as it is) but seriously people…three times?
AND, the other two times I served I got cases and was even the foreman on one case…a DRUG case. With guns and everything. After we found the defendant guilty, the bailiff had to escort me to my car. Fun times.
The following week I’m off to the west coast for a week to observe a training class. There are worse things than a week in San Francisco. The only drawback is I had to postpone our 30th anniversary celebration because I’ll be on the red-eye on the 12th and our anniversary is the 13th. So we’re going the next weekend. After 30 years…what’s one more week?
Talk to you soon!