I just returned from the district picnic. That’s right, no gym at lunch today, I ate instead. How absurd is that? Eating at lunch. Pshaw. The way I ate can only be described as, I ate things that I had no business eating. I’m probably going to hit a sugar low, food coma soon and be out of commission all afternoon.

I had planned to work thru lunch today to get some more of these divorce nightmares under my belt, but my reporter appeared in the department I was covering (I’m covering 2 courts today, and actually brought more divorce files with me to work on while I was in the other department) with 2 tickets for the picnic in hand. How could I resist free food and great company?

The weather, by the way, is beautiful. It’s nice to get some sun and great laughs with people I work with but don’t see a lot.