Jazz went to court this past Friday.

He pled guilty to rear-ending someone.

He was wearing his jazz ensemble – all in black save for one skinny white tie. I bet the judge was amused.

The judge waived the fine and ordered him to go to defensive driving school.

We would have preferred the fine.

But that’s okay, this might be a good thing. It will teach Jazz the importance of keeping his eyes on the road, and to watch out for crazy drivers.

Because they’re out there in droves.

And they’re distracted, rude and inconsiderate.

You know it’s true.

I have to admit, wearing scrubs has advantages.

One, you don’t have to stress about what you’re going to wear everyday. The only thing I have to worry about is wearing the right color on the right day.

Two, it’s like going to work in your pajamas. SUPER comfortable. They’re also easy to clean (like if dribble coffee on yourself) and they dry super fast.

BONUS.

But. There are draw backs. You’re working in your pajamas. So it’s easy to forget that you have a waistline, there are no restrictions.

Until you put on jeans … then you remember.

Wow.

(This is part of my 100-word thought category – because short entries are better than no entries).

Yesterday was Dude’s birthday.

Kevin gave him a job for his birthday.

Kevin has been accepting more clients and he now needs someone to do data entry for him – enter our oldest son who just turned 20.

And at Christmas? We plan on giving him nice shirts and jeans he can wear to said job.

Surprisingly, Dude seemed to be okay with his “present.”

I think he’s finally ready for adulthood.

We’ve told him he has to take this seriously – that there are so many people who would love to have this opportunity.

We’ll see what he does with it.

(This is part of my 100-word thought category – because short entries are better than no entries).