Wednesday morning the substitute court reporter that had promised to take court for me on Thursday phoned that she had a family emergency and would not be able to take court for me, but not to worry, she would find someone to work for me. At that point I thought, hey, you know what? I actually think I will be able to do this. Don't worry about it, I told her. I really did believe I could manage just fine. She lined up a just-in-case/yoo-hoo-type sub for me anyway. I felt so cared-about :) But I did it! I went to work and did just fine.
A court reporter's job is a little different in that a courtroom setting is completely random. Most people with jobs can count on regular 15 minute breaks -- one in the morning, one in the afternoon; always a lunch break. They are to be at work at a certain time and clock out at a certain time. For a court reporter, one never knows what will happen or how long a session might last; when or if you will have a lunch break -- or a break at all. Things get mighty intense sometimes between witnesses and attorneys. I am charged with the duty of making a verbatim record of it all -- every single word exchanged between everyone; the judge, the attorneys, the witnesses, the outbursts. Needless to say, my job is stressful. Getting sick or upchucking in the middle of it all is completely unacceptable. I have no idea how elementary school teachers who are on chemo manage their jobs either; the stress levels must be similarly random -- not to mention how they manage to stay away from the germs children unknowingly fling around.
The Jungle Book - Bare Necessities (Mowgli and Baloo)
Look for the bare necessities, the simple bare necessities Forget about your worry and your strife I mean the bare necessities, that's why a bear can rest at ease...
Sorry, I couldn't help it. Those words just popped out. Feel free to get up and dance.
Anyway, here are some pictures that Dwain took on Sunday of our efforts at makeup shopping. This was the first time I've ever gone out in public without my wig -- just a little knit cap to cover my cold, bare head. And believe me, it was very, very cold on Sunday.
|Target in Branson. Aisles and Aisles of every makeup product I never knew existed.|
|After applying a good moisturizer, start with a good base foundation, my mother always said. How does one select the correct color?|
|Blush and lipstick. Color, color, color. Which one would be right for me? BTW, how do you like cool the new straw hat? Hint: I love it! Very cool on a hot day (I think).|
|This mascara promises to volumize my lashes -- all five or six of them that I have left, you think?|
|This hair color for $4.50 was on the clearance aisle. Hey, it's just my color, too. I asked Dwain if he would help me get the color on the back of my lovely locks.|
|Not quite sure what this is -- absolutely certain I did not want to try it. Has anyone actually sampled this? If you have, PLEASE give me a review. I promise to share it.|
|Before we left Branson, we HAD to have a late afternoon snack -- starving were we! IHOP was just the ticket! That's Dwain with his pot o'coffee (he never gets coffee at home, so this was a real treat!).|
|Dwain likes coffee, I like tea; I want Dwain to share a snack with me.|
|Thank you, Rhonda!|
|We tried not to leave her too big of a mess. I almost forgot: Dwain and I shared two spinach/chicken crepes, which were so filling that it ruined our appetite for dinner. So when we got home, we ate dessert instead.|