Update 9:50 p.m….Nice try, Don. I said earlier that I’m not posting about all the mess that’s going on now. So there’s really nothing for you to read. What I don’t understand is why you go to Sharon’s page first. It doesn’t avoid the trackers.
Bethany just left a few minutes ago after her lunch break. She went out to get the mail before she left, and found that she has a jury summons to Federal court on April 23. So guess who else will be in Federal Court on April 23?
I’ve gone to jury duty with Beth and Rachael, since they don’t know their way around downtown Houston. It’s a pain and you can definitely get lost. I didn’t go with Brandon his first time, because he was familiar with it from working down there when he serviced fire equipment.
She got the questionaire to fill out, for possible Federal jury service, months back and we had not heard anything back from them. So we thought that would be it. It wasn’t.
I’ve never been summoned for service in Federal court. I have several times in county and city courts. I actually like jury duty. But you have to leave so darned early to get to downtown Houston and be in court by 8:00 a.m.
I have very limited experience with driving in other parts of the country. But most Houston drivers will stop for anything on the freeways. “Oh look….there’s a dead squirrel in the middle of the road. I’ll bet it was a cute little thing before it was a squirrel pancake.” If a cop car goes by, they will all slow down 10 MPH under the speed limit, when they were going 15-20 over to begin with. So in the middle of the day when there’s little or no traffic, it can take 30 minutes to get from home to downtown. But most mornings you’d better plan on 1-1/2 hours.
This is their website:
United States District Court, Southern District of Texas
Steve had to serve on a jury for Federal court once. It was a bank robbery case.
This morning Beth got to see the principal from the school where she use to volunteer. She loved that job. And while they were standing there talking, the nurse from the same school came in. So it was old home day at Walmart.
I just got a call from one of the church members to see what her little great-granddaughter needed to bring in order to be baptized this Sunday (they need to bring a complete change of clothes and a towel). But this rather large family has gone to our church for 40 years, and every generation except the great-grandmother has been baptized there. Wouldn’t you think they’d know the routine by now?
We always tell people not to just wear their underwear under the robe. It’s white, and when it gets wet, it’s see-through. They need to wear shorts and t-shirt or something like that, under it. I stand back there and help people get in and out of the baptistry, and mop up after them. I now know what kind of underwear some of our church members wear. The ones that don’t listen to the instructions.
Beth has to go for an ultrasound on Friday of next week. She’s doing a little better, but the pain comes and goes. She posted about her new phone here.
The door greeter, Jim, told her the other day, to stop putting on all that make-up and eyelashes because she’s attracting the guys. She told him she doesn’t put on eyelashes….those are her own. She told him she went for older guys and asked him if he was available. They love to give each other a hard time. He told me one day that she was so sweet. I told him he hadn’t really gotten to know her yet.
Sometimes it’s so hard not to bug . But all things considered, I’m doing a pretty good job. Rehab is difficult. Old habits are hard to break.
Hello to Troy. I see he was on here this morning. (No…I’m not posting about any of the current mess that’s going on.)
I can’t believe I’m going to be 50 tomorrow. Where did the last 50 years go? When did I get that old?