When I arrived in Georgia yesterday at 6:10 am, I believed I would be meeting my friend, Tricia, at a radio station to listen to a show she does every weekday morning. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize that I would need to drive a million hours to the town and I would miss her show. Very sad. So as I drove to Northeast Jesus, Georgia, Tricia sent me a text that she was going to have to be in court to finish up a hearing from the day before.
Cool! I haven’t seen Tricia in court since law school and kind of miss going to court myself since leaving private practice over a year ago. So I drove straight here:
Tricia was in the middle of a child custody hearing that was actually pretty interesting (there was a lot of talk about poop…always an interesting topic). I practiced family law for about a year and a half so I kind of knew what was going on.
The hearing ended taking up THE ENTIRE DAY. I didn’t really mind and just used the time to multitask on a few other tasks. First, I touched up my nail polish. Recently I’ve seen the multi-color polish thing going on and decided to mix it up a bit.
I got a f*cking drop of “California Coral” on my damn dress! Really. I probably should have let it dry and then picked the glob off, but no, I tried to wipe if off and ended up smearing it in. Anyone have any ideas on how to get that sh*t out of my dress? Any help is appreciated. Whatever.
After that happened I decided I needed a break from the courtroom action and went outside to check out this kick-ass city (town?). In front of the courthouse you can find this gazebo:
I hope you all read that, it’s fascinating. Just kidding, I didn’t read it and I have no idea what it says. I’m thinking it’s some sort of history or something. But this is totally small town sh*t, right?
Then I noticed this:
I spent the remainder of the day in court watching Tricia go balls to the wall when cross-examining witnesses. Oh and I also used the time to read a bit.
Isn’t that cover weird? You can barely read it…and it’s not The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. It’s a library book, that’s why that cover is totally messed up. I’m actually on the third book of the Stieg Larsson series: