On the first day of school, I was at the county court-house reporting for jury duty.
63 jurors were called and I knew 7 of them.
Two of my favorite friends were there, so we had lots of time to catch up.
Two ‘spouses’ of friends and 5 folks I go to church with.
As I checked in, I was informed,
‘There are signs that say no food or drink in the court room. It’s okay, don’t pay any attention to them.’
Thank goodness, because I had my coffee with me and I needed it.
An hour later, and we were all excused…until next week.
‘Please call in again…’
I like living in a small town. It is the right size for me.
I saw these shirts at the County Fair and laughed out loud, as they were perfect for my two friends and I.
Everyone who knows the 3 of us, knows who will be bringing the bond money (no it is not I). I am the shirt on the left. The youngster among us is the ‘Bad Decisions’….
I am living in the right place, I have good friends….and I am blessed.
Now when I look at those three sitting there I am so glad they are not my teenage daughters, they are also the ones who took my Ford Bronco up into the hills with beer and guns to do a little target shooting, they haven’t really grown up but their husbands love them dearly (most of the time)
This warms my heart. Miss you so much!
Thank you….friends for life. Miss you too!