I'm feeling decidedly uncreative, and I need to finish a sermon, so here is the Awards Show, boring version.
Elevated Risk of Mullet to Liz, a sentence I can hear myself saying at some future date: "they don't need my group for jury duty tomorrow. I was look[ing] forward to a day of reading on the government dime." (Liz corrected that herself, I just moved correction to the quotation. Attention, citation police).
And "Jury Duty Brings Sunshine and Happiness" to kathy a's daughter, however weird that may be. I guess she got to read.
Hugs, chocolate, and happy places to people with sisters-in-law, Work Albatrosses, secretaries, IEPs, divorces to finalize, and snow.