Crazy, Kind of Munchkin Love

 

 

Love happens; even behind bars. 

 

One of the clients here got married in the courtroom, just after he got sentenced to three years state prison.  Before they hauled the guy away, he serenaded the love of his life with his own rendition of “Endless Love” (who could forget that beautiful song sung by Diana Ross & Lionel Ritchie?).  Afterwards, the newlyweds kissed…and kissed.  They had a full bloom "make out" session in a crowded courtroom.  Apparently tongues were involved, and it made the audience in attendance cringe.  Nothing like a kiss from a toothless meth user, hey? 

 

Oh well, love does happen…it’s everywhere-isn’t that the sweetest news you have ever heard today?  I hope you hear better—I really do. 

 

I learned something last night.  I learned to never drop off Avon brochures after night fall.  Those sensor patio and deck lights scare the hell out of me!  Here I am, enjoying a night walk in the early evening, dropping off these extra Avon brochures I need to give out, and as I meekly approach each door, as quietly as possible, in order not to draw attention to my presence, bam-there goes the lights!  Suddenly I feel like a thief in the night!  Surprised by the light, I throw the brochure at the door matt, and run off.  Anyone hearing or seeing this would presume I’m some sort of thief!  I was just so ready for someone to run out of the door or yell out of their window,  “Who goes there?!”  And there I would be, holding up a brochure explaining to them that I’m just a harmless Avon lady trying to make an extra buck or two..  It didn’t happen, but I don’t think I’m going to do that anymore. 

 

I can just see the headline:  Woman wanted for questioning.  Last seen throwing bags of brochures at people's doors after hours.  Last seen wearing grey sweats and bunny slippers...  

 

Today I was early to pick up my son from school, so I left some more brochures in the neighborhood again.  All this walking is good—I’m seeing some benefits to it.  Nicholas goes to school on a hill, and the parking lot is only for teachers, and drop off.  He is too young to be dropped off, so I have to park my car across the street in a residential area, and we have to walk to school, up the hill to the playground where his classroom is.  I’m noticing my pants are getting loose!   This is good.  With Halloween coming, and all those “fun size” temptations of candy circulating around all the grocery store markets, I will need the exercise. 

 

It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything.  I still share my office with Lolly.  Woe is me.  I havepromised to be a character witness for a woman who has him as a supervisor.  If she should succumb to her evil plan to do away with the little munchkin, I’ll give her a good word in court.  That’s if I don’t beat her to the evil deed.  I’ve been reassured that he will be gone soon, but it won’t be soon enough.  I cannot believe this guy is a newlywed.  How in the hell did he trick someone into marrying him is almost frightening to comprehend.  Did he drug her or what?  Oh well, love is blind.  Curious...and more curious indeed!