I got a letter in the mail, yesterday. Hubby said it looked like I won the lottery.

It was a jury summons.

I will do my duty and serve. Actually, I would LIKE to sit on a jury. I would love to get past the first room where everyone sits reading or sleeping or sits looking really really bored. But the first 5 times I have been called for jury duty that is as far as I get. Never have I seen the inside of a court room. (from the jury perspective, that is) Hubby was actually pooled for a big case here in Phoenix involving a man murdering his wife and 2 step-kids. Their bodies were never found. But he thinks having "stepkids" got him off of that one. The guy was guilty as sin.

So on August 12th, I will pack up my bag of books . . . maybe the laptop . . . maybe a pillow to nap on . . . and go do my civic duty. Hoping to get on a really juicy trial for the first time in my life. Or at least get as far as the courtroom, so they can tell me they don't want me. I hope I can handle the rejection.