Disappearing Sunflowers

Someone or something took my entire double headed sunflower out of my flower bed.  Snapped that stalk right off…the buggers.  It was probably a Bambi.

Then we saw two sunflowers on the way into town, they had sprouted up and bloomed in the cracks in the highway on the edge of the tar.   They were such pretty things and there were two of them standing tall and strong greeting motorists from far and wide. Their sunny little faces following the sun happily all day long.

On the way home from town they were g.o.n.e.  obviously someone wanted more than a photo of them…they wanted to take them home and put them in a vase of water and enjoy them…how does one enjoy stolen flowers?  I know there were no Bambis wandering around snapping off sunflowers stalks in broad daylight along a busy highway.

I just don’t get it…the buggers anyway.

No Justice

Guess who got called to Jury Duty? Well it wasn't me.. do you suppose the Clerk of Court reads this blog? Do you suppose the computer that is supposed to spit out the lists randomly..has declared me a non random person? What gives? In the forty years that I have been eligible for jury duty I have only been called once, after I filled out the paperwork..they didn't want me..we had just moved to Buxton, ND and they clearly did not want to pay all that mileage. That was thirteen years ago for gosh sakes.

Far Guy always gets to go, he was called for a pretty interesting civil case..of course he could never discuss it until after the case was over.

It is not fair, I want to be a juror..I could be impartial, I could restrain myself from giggling, I could sit still without squirming for a few minutes, I could try not to yawn or fall asleep. I really would give it my best shot. I would refrain from eating cabbage and beans so I wouldn't have embarrassing bad gas that would clear out the entire courtroom. I could be a good listener and take copious notes and drive the other jurors nuts with lots of technical lawyer type questions. I could follow the Judges instructions. I might even break out my one good dress and wear some pantyhose and proper shoes instead of snow boots. I could wear my diamonds, and maybe even a locket and earrings..and makeup..and I will wear my hair down. I would try not to wink and smile at anyone.

Far Guy was called as a witness in a murder trial once. That was exciting, I got to sit in the hallway while he testified. He actually took care of the murderer when she accidentally cut herself with a knife after she stabbed her boyfriend..at his birthday party. Three of us were trying our best to keep her birthday beau alive in the back of the ambulance only to have him pronounced dead once we arrived at the hospital. Far Guy was left behind at the scene of the crime. It took over a year for that case to come to trial. Far Guy had to be deposed and everything.
I am interested in your Jury experiences..care to share? :)