Just Doing My Civic Duty, Sir

Jury duty is… interesting. Obviously it would not be in anyone’s best interest for me to discuss the case but I will mention some of the things I found to be most striking. Firstly, on selection day, I found I had a very different experience being called for the AM selection as opposed to last time when my reporting time was 12:45 PM. Employees seemed a lot more polite and less disgruntled than last time. The judge who came into our waiting room to explain some of the statutory exemptions was very down to earth and kind, considering, as he pointed out, no one really wants to be called to jury duty.

I was the very first potential juror to be called out of the waiting room and therefore, also the first to enter the courtroom and be questioned. This meant I had to stand the longest because the judge elaborated on each question in between. I was the first juror chosen out of the potentials to be on the jury. I find this all very interesting because when asked how I’d handle a student who was lying about say, the lateness of a paper, I totally said I would judge him/her based on past offenses. I was reminded by the judge that in the courtroom, that would not be a factor.

And yet, I was chosen. To be honest, the seven of us picked were all upstanding folks who had no beef with anyone. They did not choose the woman whose now-deceased husband had been a drunk and an abuser. (The victim in our case had prior domestic abuse charges.) They did not pick the older man retired from the DOD. (He had specific beliefs about handguns and the two men in our case had been charged with aggravated battery with a deadly firearm.) And of course, they didn’t pick the sociologist whose specialty was in deviant behaviour or the unemployed man who had three relatives on Death Row.

We were the best of the bunch.

I reported on Tuesday and spent from 8:30 until almost 5 listening to witnesses and experts and the victim himself. I must admit that when he got a little choked up, so did I. But I had to remind myself that I could not let emotion decide the law.

Today, once we heard closing statements and were released to deliberate, I was nominated the foreperson. First again! I did take the reigns on things once in our little juror room. We had relatively little argument. We easily figured out the conviction of 2/3 of the charged and though we did waver on the third, got all verdicts decided in two hours. That includes calling everyone back so we could hear a recorded phone call again and lunch that they provided.

One thing that happened that none of us expected was when we were released to deliberate, they kept one girl. She looked scared to death when they told her to stay behind but it turns out she was just the alternate.

When we got back into the courtroom, I answered the judge’s questions to the jury and then after the verdicts were read, we were all escorted out of the courthouse and almost all the way to our cars.

I have to say, it was a very interesting experience. I found it very cool to see how they run the little operations behind the scenes of a trial and all the specific rules they have. It felt very intimidating though, especially when we messed something up and the bailiff had to correct us. I know a lot of people dread jury duty – I was one of them – but I wouldn’t be opposed to doing it again.

I hated being out of touch with my normal daily life. I missed sitting down to my desk and blogging but this was an eye-opening experience and I am really glad I got to partake in it.

Trying something new

I found this site called The Simple Woman’s Daybook and since I’m pretty simple – heh heh – thought I’d give it a go.

FOR TODAY

Outside my window… It is dark and dreary. It’s not raining but it was, so the streets are slick and everything looks sad.

I am thinking… about lunch. My friend and I are heading to the Cravings Truck for lunch, even if it is raining. Their chicken and waffles are to die for! Actually, we’re going to get subs instead since the weather is crap.

I am thankful… that this cold seems to be going away. I feel a lot better today than I did yesterday, when my head ached and I was on and off hot and cold and just worn down.

In the kitchen… I have no food. We learned how to eat out of our cupboard this week… and it wasn’t all that bad! Though, it is time to restock.

I am wearing… jeans that are now too big in the waist since I have been running and a 3/4 length purplish plaid cowboy type button down shirt.

I am creating…  The Spring schedule of freshmen English courses.

I am going… semi-insane from not having a whole lot to do at work. I mean, I have the above  but it isn’t taking up all my time. It’s week four of the semester and everyone’s just chillin’, not having any problems for which they’d need me.

I am wondering… what it would be like to live in a world where zombies really existed. What if they were present like birds and just stumbled around your house? (I’m talking the slow stupid kind. Ones you could easily kill.)

I am reading… Rock Hard by Olivia Cunning.

I am hoping… for some inspiration soon.

I am looking forward to… being done with my nine mile run on Saturday.

I am hearing… the low hum of voices down the hallway.

Around the house… things are kind of messy. Our baby gate that kept the dogs out of the back end of the house broke so we’re in flux right now.

I am pondering… what four year olds must be going through. Elliot seems like a hot emotional mess half the time.

One of my favorite things… about the fall/winter is my interest in tea. Seems as soon as it get cooler, I crave hot tea.

A few plans for the rest of the week: Friday Ash and I will eat and see a movie and do some grocery shopping. Saturday I run and have girl’s night. Sunday, Ash runs then it’s football all day.

Here is picture for thought I am sharing…

I’m ready for Autumn leaves and pumpkins on the porch!

Kittens, unicorns, and double rainbows

I’m going to throw bullets at you today because I have to teach class and then I’m off for the afternoon; date day! It’s also Homecoming so I want to leave the parking lot before I’m  trapped in due to the festivities.

  • I finally started to get into Andrew Bird. For years I followed blogs of people who really dig him and I just didn’t “get” it. I could use some suggestions though as to the really good stuff.
  • There’s a lot of porn on tumblr. Who knew?
  • Go fight against your government today; it’s the 5th of November. Or at least don your best Guy Fawkes outfit.
  • I’ve been really into octopi lately. The design of them. There’s a lot of really awesome imagery out there.
  • I watched a hawk circling yesterday and felt sort of small in this universe. I sometimes think that when you see a wild animal acting as it does, you get the sense that they rule this planet, not us.
  • The weather has finally changed here and it was 44 this morning. I kind of look forward to early morning running in the cold. The physical exertion evident in the puff of visible hot air, the cool on the outside, hot on the inside sensation as my legs carry me farther, faster, towards my new goals.
  • And now, some cute ass pictures to recover from yesterday’s post:

Following in the bullet tradition…

  • I had two dreams last night: in one, I was totally getting it on with Jake Gyllenhall but it was for some kind of report. Like, I had to critique his style and performance so he could prove himself in Hollywood; like his career was waning and this would revive it. In the second one, I got a book published and my people had said I could go ahead and call the model I wanted to be on the cover. Ha ha. Like THAT will ever happen!
  • I’m back to getting hot lattes and OMG, they’re so good. I am in a totally committed relationship with coffee.
  • Someone in my department – someone I talk to almost daily – was arrested yesterday on charges of child pornography. I’m not talking barely legal girls… I’m talking kids and infants. Dude, I have pictures of my kids on my door. I am so weirded out by the fact that he and I talked about normal things like marathons and teaching stuff. ::shudder::
  • I ran on the elliptical last night with little to no knee pain, which made my heart soar!
  • My life feels overloaded lately and I need to find new ways to decompress.
  • My students got to choose the song that they wrote their freewrite to in class and they picked a Taylor Swift song. The video was all about her, a princess, finding her prince. And though I didn’t know the song, I recognized the guy who played the prince as underwear model Justin Gaston. The fact that I recognized him because of his modeling sort of irked me in light of the earlier mentioned scandal. But I’m not creepy. And he’s well over the age of consent at 20 years old.
  • Forgot my lunch today so now I have to go acquire food and i hate that driving around town looking for what I have a taste for. I’m so indecisive.
  • The deadline for that fiction contest I mentioned is October 9th and I seriously need to get crackin’ on these last few scenes.
  • It may be 80 outside but I think Fall is officially here. I heart you so much, Fall.

Sincerely, me

Dear weather,

Stop fucking raining every afternoon. I need to mow my lawn and I have a brief window of time between 5:15 PM and sundown to accomplish this. Thanks much.

Dear lawn dude in front of me in line at Publix,

Nice tribal tats. No, I promise I wasn’t staring. Ok, maybe just a little.

Dear Starbucks,

All your breakfast sandwiches (with the exception of the sausage, egg and cheese one) taste like bits of cardboard wrapped inside cardboard, sprinkled with salt and pepper. And Ricky the drive-thru guy? Stop asking me if I want to try said “tasty breakfast sandwiches”. The answer is no.

Dear parents of bully in Elliot’s class,

Love your child more. Be less aggressive. Work on the no biting thing. Stop being a couple of a-holes, which is apparently why your child beats up on mine.

Dear Joss Whedon,

Thank you for Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I have thoroughly enjoyed what of it I have seen. I also think Spike needs a hug.

Dear freshmen who own cars,

Stop driving like maniacs.  I have nearly gotten killed a handful of times this week and I don’t need that kind of stress. I have enough with two kids, thank you very much.

Dear piece of trash that fell from the can yesterday,

When I bent over to retrieve you in all your waxy deli glory, I bashed the top of my skull on the underside of my kitchen counter and that fucking hurt. I blame you, little transparent sheet of paper who couldn’t stay put. Thanks for the headache.

Dear authors S. Kenyon, J.R. Ward, and J. Frost,

Thank you for creating such wondrous works of fiction, some trashy, some not as much. But all keep me sane in a world where my days are jam-packed with work, teaching, snot-nosed kids, cooking, laundry, cleaning, dogs, and you know, responsibility.

Let’s revisit this meme – Flickr stuff

Post a comment if you choose to do this on your blog. I reworked some of the questions to mix it up a bit. You don’t have to be a flickr user to do this meme, of course!

The rules:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker.

The questions that inspired the photos:  (I’m not giving the answers!)
1. What is your first name? (I used my blog title name)
2. What is your favorite comfort food?
3. What city do you live in?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite alcoholic drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What do you want most in life?
10. What is your guiltiest pleasure
11. One word to describe you.
12. Your mood right now.

The photos:

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The shuffle

Do you realize that I go back to work in one week? I’m just as shocked as you are, trust me. In some ways, I’m not ready to leave Isaac but I know that the lady he’s staying with takes really good care of her kids. I know she gets them on schedules for feeding and sleeping and they play in this nice sun room. I feel comfortable leaving him there. And as selfish as it sounds, I am totally ready to be back to work and talk to other people and mostly, I know I appreciate my kids a lot more when I have to be away from them… or when they’re sick.

Such was the case last night with poor Elliot. He ate dinner just fine but he was so-so on lunch and breakfast. And he totally turned down cake and ice cream at the birthday party. It was around 11 and I was winding down, counting out how long it would probably be until Isaac woke, when I heard him call for me. Ash and I both walked into Elliot’s room to see him spewing across his bed. And then, as we walked him to the bathroom, all on his new beige carpet. Wee. All in all, we’ve been pretty damn lucky when it comes to our kids and illnesses. At least the vomiting kind. He hasn’t done that much at all. Luckily, he only upchucked once. We got him undressed and cleaned and then set up camp on the couch. Sadly, all that was on TV was Thundarr the Barbarian which, let me tell you, is a truly horrific rip-off of He-Man but the Boy watched with rapt attention, whether he actually liked it or was just that sick… I don’t know. We left him to sleep on the couch and he didn’t get sick any more in the night. Thank God.

He appears back to normal today and daycare hasn’t called. This is a good sign. Nothing jump starts a mom’s heart like the daycare number on caller ID. I felt so bad for him though, last night,. When he was in the bathroom and we’d wrapped him in a towel, he kept apologizing (he totally gets that from me) and telling us he was “yucky”. Poor kid. I just hope whatever he had isn’t going to be on-going or something that we’re going to end up with. Lord knows none of us needs to be getting sick. I’m so exhausted that an illness would render me all but useless.

It’ll be interesting to see how I’ll handle the sleep deprivation and work. I did it before but then, I only had one to worry about. Sigh. Life is so completely crammed these days. Running, laundry, work, baby, Elliot, Ash, endless house and yard work… it’s so FULL. Sometimes I just wish I could get away from it all. Oh, that’s right… tonight when I bathe in my renewed bathroom for the first time; that will be my escape. Calgon, take me away!

More bullets. It’s like an arsenal up in here!

  • I think I need to take a vacation. Like, by myself. I would love to go somewhere far away from here and stay in a hotel with room service and a spa. And I want a balcony where I can sit and drink coffee and just be alone.
  • I’m getting really bad about what I am drinking. It started with Gatorade after a run and then I keep buying Starbucks Doubleshots and SweetLeaf teas; I am sick of water but all this extra sugar is getting me nowhere.
  • After lunch yesterday I went t to pick up Isaac’s birth certificate and got my name changed on my social security card (after 5 years of marriage!). I feel very accomplished.
  • Alas, I have a whole new list of things to get done today.
  • One of which is get to the comic book store.
  • And mail a package.
  • And buy birthday gifts for this weekend in which we have two parties to attend.
  • I’m about to read the last/newest book in this one series and I am kind of sad that once I am done, there won’t be any more. (Well, except these other books by the same author which I guess I’ll have to read because my 5 or 10 minutes of actual free time between baby duties is all I have and I like to fill it with books.)
  • I am making a promise to myself to take more pictures of both Isaac and Elliot.

Bullets are appropriate for Friday

  • The bathroom renovation is, I’d say, three quarters complete. Sheet Rock Chris and Tile Chris are both here now and doing their respective things.
  • I have run every other day for a week now and made it 2.2 miles at about an 11 minute pace, which is decent for a beginner and someone not training for a race. I have not weighed myself, however. Tomorrow, I am going to add another mile to my run. If I can do 3, I’m going to sign up for some 5ks, just for fun. Actually, to get out of the house for a while, selfish as that is.
  • I’m getting so incredibly sick of the programming on Nick Jr that we’ve started watching old cartoons on the Boomerang channel. Elliot has now been introduced to Tom and Jerry and a boatload of Popeye.
  • Isaac was 6 weeks old yesterday. He’ll sleep most anywhere we go and if he wakes, he’s good. I can’t believe it’s already been 6 weeks though. As you know, time flies… Before I know it, he’s going to be Elliot’s age.
  • Next weekend, Elliot has two birthday parties to attend. One on Saturday and one on Sunday, they’re at the SAME PLACE. God help us but it’s a gigantic warehouse full of bouncies. I am going to lose my mind, I am sure of it.
  • Being housebound due to the workers is making me nuts. Not that I would leave but I don’t like having that option taken away. I could so go for a latte right now, as Isaac woke me twice last night instead of once, which I was getting used to.
  • Tomorrow, my plan is to clean this house and I think I’ll start feeling normal again after all this remodel junk. Wish me luck.