Bloody Summons (wow that's bad)

A load of stuff was given to me by a lady at church to drop off at the Mission Mart. I made a quick run out there during lunch and couldn't keep from browsing a little bit. Josh dude, we got a set of fireplace poker things now. Been needing one for a couple years.

Instead of being Stan Laurel, Kari also gave me the option of playing F. Scott Fitzgerald in the Mystery dinner a couple weeks ago. I didn't know who he was, but she mentioned he wrote "The Great Gatsby". Now, I wouldn't recommend reading something just because Kari mentioned it...but I might. Not only did they have a copy for 50 cents, but they also had another interesting read from the past. Ash, if you wish you had a copy of the Fat book white elephant I stole from you a couple years ago, they have a copy.


Last time time Julie came over because of an emergency, something died. I couldn't let that happen again!! While preparing the milk containers I would use for tonight's milk run, one of them shattered and gouged a chunk out of her pinky finger. Sound familiar?



This time, I called the right nurse first, Cher bear. Sorry Kim...had to give someone else a shot. :-) With Cheryl's calming instruction, I quit screaming like a girl and gathered all of our (meaning Josh's) first aid supplies. When the bleeding stopped Jules got wrapped up and sent on her way.

What are the most awkward things you can think of to have happen when you're neighbors wife is at your house, bleeding on your living room couch? Peoria Sheriff knocking on your door get on there? I think it should. A couple weeks ago I was notified that I am a witness to the garage break-in at my house where the three juveniles were caught by my neighbor and friend, Rodney. And I have been summoned to court this Friday.

Apparently, they, don't rely on an RSVP from the witness based on the mailing. That's just warning before a Peoria Sheriff personally delivers a summons to your door. Thanks. Annoying thing is that I wouldn't even recognize these kids since I didn't see them break in nor was I the one who was asked to identify them when the cops brought them back. The one who did lives in Houston now. Apparently he's been trying to get in touch with the State's Attorney office for a while but they haven't been getting back to him. Looks like we have something to figure out before Friday.

Finished off the night with a field trip with Dan the man to the milk farm in Tremont. He and his wife have been wanting to try out the milk for a while, but I haven't had a chance to take them. He was pretty excited. :-)