It's a tradition at the Duck and Wheel each year to post this. It's just a sweet reminder what all of this madness is about.
I love Joseph's face when Mary tells him that she's pregnant, the second inn keeper, and the twinkling star.
I hope you like this as much as I do.
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
In very simple terms, he was not convicted because there was no way to prove what he may have done with the photos. He was charged with Disturbing the Peace, but case law is behind the times in terms of technology---so they had nothing to convict him on. I'm sure with due time, there will be case law to stop these creeps....but will it? I don't think so. Like murderers and rapists, this goof will go out and do this again, convicted or not. So, we don't see this as a "loss"--in fact, we fully expected this decision from the court.
It was a long haul, but we are happy getting the phone destroyed. I know that there were images of women on there that had no idea they were being filmed, and it makes us feel good that our images, as well as theirs, are destroyed for good.
It's exhausting battling crime. Just sayin'.
Monday, December 15, 2014
If I put on an Advent calendar all the fun stuff that is going on these days, nobody would buy it:
Friday, December 12 - Move Emma out of her dorm. Have to borrow a friend's van to load up all her stuff.
Saturday, December 13 - Sort and wash all the stuff in said tubs/containers. Repack for the storage unit.
Sunday, December 14 - Make two trips to the storage unit with stuff. Hope no murderers are at the storage facility to murder us and stuff us into our locker.
Monday, December 15 -Trial for the pool photographer. Finally. Let's be done with this already.
In the midst of this, we have moved a couch and put up the real tree. Lights are on...no ornaments or train yet. That's coming.
Pacing ourselves.....and deciding on where the Pope is gonna appear this year.
Friday, December 12, 2014
I took my last paid personal day for a visit to the dentist and my mammogram yesterday. Great. Now my teeth hurt and my boobs are killing me. Just for the men readers--your mammogram ends with you having to pull a really sticky piece of tape off your nipples at the end of the already painful squishing. Just in case you were wondering. And bandaids got nuthin' on that tape. Just sayin'.
Every little old lady and little old man was out driving yesterday. And it must have been "Everyone Drive At Least 10 Miles Under The Speed Limit Day." It just sorta made it hard to get places to do things. In Chicago, you have to drive at least the limit if you don't want the people behind you to want to kill you.
Emma can only move out of her dorm tonight. During rush hour traffic. On a Friday night. After we have both worked all day.
I'm not crabby or anything. I'm just sayin'......