Musing on Verdicts. And what’s a good age to start shaving legs?
I really wanted to write on something funny today — and then the jury handed down the Casey Anthony verdict.
My father watched every square inch of that trial.
He did this because he is 84 years old and has time on his hands.
And because he practiced law in Orlando for almost 60 years.
He was before Judge Belvin Perry, Jr. many times. Dad said he was a sound jurist and the trial was in good hands.
Too bad it wasn’t a bench trial.
I asked my father what he thought of the verdict. He e-mailed back:
No. I think I’ll forgo including his comments in this post — other than saying: “We love you DAD”
It was a horrible thing — the entire mess of it — from sordid beginning to end. I’m not a blood-thirsty person. Not a death penalty person. Just looking a the weight of the evidence, I didn’t see this coming. It was like driving a long and turning the corner to see a cow escaped from his pasture standing in the road.
Thank God, I had a normal childhood. Thank God I never wigged out. (Other than a brief dalliance with a midlife crisis triathlon obsession. Triathlons are wonderful. Just best not to overdose on them when you have family.)
Speaking of which, my daughter just came into the room wearing some of my lipstick.
That’s what I was going to write on ….before the verdict.
My daughter and her request this morning to shave her legs.
I can’t remember when I did, though I do remember it was before that dreadful female monthly hemorrhaging thing started.
What do you think?
What is the average age girls start shearing the hair off their legs?
