This is not actually my jury. Mine has seven men and seven women who dress more casually than this group.
In other news--something I can talk about--I finally after months and months got my new teeth! What do you think? I know, right? Now you can understand why I was so crabby about the expense. When I got braces on the bottom teeth about six years ago (a relative pittance) I impatiently waited fifteen months to finally see the results, which were beautiful, and then the moment I walked out the orthodontist's door my teeth practically knocked each other out scrambling back into their familiar crooked positions. He rigged a cable to the tongue side of my teeth to try to force them to stay where he put them, but it's a constant struggle to avoid anything crunchier than bananas. I really had no choice--those teeth were determined to lie down on their sides like tragic dying animals--but the results were much less permanent than I had bargained for. These new implants--the four front top teeth--are now an integral part of my skull and will last longer than my grandchildren will live. If you are very wealthy I recommend getting all your teeth replaced with dental implants. If you are a little kid with your fabulous original teeth I recommend never ever riding your bike downhill. Trust me on that one.
And even more news: Lillie has wrapped up her Chicago adventure and is home again and job-hunting. I am ashamed that she has several prospective positions to choose from while I have none; but when the trial is over I'll put more effort into finding something. We've been putting her room together and painting our toenails and having a great time. When I picked her up in Sacramento we went to IKEA and I bought this coffee table which is practically perfect. I love IKEA. We built this table (using instructions with no text, only line drawings) in about forty-five minutes. After years of laboring for hours over Sauder's translated-from-pig-latin instructions and having the resulting bookshelf or TV cabinet still look wonky and home-made, IKEA has ruined me forever.
Lottie the Carnivore has been busy. Two large scrambling reptiles in one hour. A week or so ago she captured two lizards which were each freed at least a hundred feet from the house, with the assumption that they would set up housekeeping further from Lottie's prowl zone. It is difficult to determine if these are the same monsters who returned to their ancestral home or new creatures who have not learned (nor will ever learn) to avoid her. All had had their tails amputated at some point and sported freshly sprouted new tails. Our domestic catch-and-release program continues (even further afield). Either way, ick.
Have a terrific week.