Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Beer...

Time to get those horses tipsy. Guilty... as charged. And the jury wanted to give him more than the maximum sentence. They were ticked. (By the way, both sides can request to speak to any jurors that will talk to them after the case is over. What they say is usually really interesting...)

Husband is back home, where he belongs. And I'm enjoying the sounds of happy screaming and laughing coming from upstairs. What a great treat to have your daddy home when you wake up from your nap...

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