I spent the last two days at jury selection for a murder trial. I was questioned for hours, along with other prospective jurors, most of yesterday, and eventually REJECTED by the prosecuting attorney. He probably thought I was a liberal fruitcake therapist, just because I answered honestly about having worked with gang members. After two days,I REALLY wanted to be on the jury. Oh well! I baked each morning before court, and until late in the evenings, to "make up" all the time I lost. I also lost income, canceling work. What a waste!
Now, why would I get this ornament?
My shopping is FINALLY done. I finished this morning (on-line). I am usually wrapped and finished by Thanksgiving! This year was crazy!
There are 15 kinds of cookies ready for my guests who will arrive tonight.
The inside says: "What will I do for the icing?"
Easy: The anti-anxiety meds of course!