To work with Daddy

Poor Ramy had to go to work on his 9/80 day, because his jury was still deliberating. So Rebecca and I went to work with him. As it turned out, the jury finally came back with a verdict and we were out of there by 11:00. Rebecca thought she should be able to run the courtroom, and she started chanting "Da-Da! Da-Da!", so she and I hung out in the jury room and just outside the courtroom while the verdict was actually read. But we got to eavesdrop on the jurors, which was pretty fun. Ramy was pretty sure it was a loser of a case, so he figured it was going to come back with a guilty verdict really quickly. As it was, the jury came back with guilty verdicts on two of the six charges and hung on the other 4. So Ramy's client went from looking at 25 years to a maximum of 10 years, so it is still a favorable outcome, especially considering that Ramy had pretty much no defense. I think part of it may have been that he was way hotter than the D.A.

So we got to go to lunch at one of our favorite Mexican restaurants, then we went to visit Ramy's dad, and I did some running around for Rebecca's party stuff. I've made about half of the froggie lollipops, and they are cooling, so I still have another 35 to go. Ramy's napping after his hard day at work ;-)

Here's a pic of Ramiro P. Cisneros, Esq., orating. Okay, it's a pic of him at the ruins of the Roman Senate from our Italy trip.