People who wear these atrocious things should be arrested and prosecuted to the fullest.
In the tradition of today, I am quite thankful for many things today. Most of all I am thankful for getting to spend Thanksgiving day with my family for the first time in 3 years. I am also thankful to Lord above for getting my through the last 3 years and placing me where I am today.
Yes Law School is finally over and I am finally able to sit down at the table and eat with my family. I am so thankful to not be sitting at the table in front of my laptop with an Examples and Explanation book open, next to an outline with various colors of highlighting, and ink stains all over my hands from making flash cards. I am very thankful that this year I will be eating multiple casseroles until I am nauseous and not having to return to the library on the day after thanksgiving at 7am.
I am equally thankful that my family and friends have not disowned me after my 3 years of pure “acting like a grinch” when it comes to anything holiday spirited. After 3 years, a part of me lit up just a tad when I heard Feliz Navidad on the radio this week. In addition I am thankful for family and friends still claiming me after my inability for 3 years to return text messages, phone calls and emails, or for my rude “what the heck do you want” look after a 12 hour day of studying.
I am thankful for my special someone for also still claiming me after my many meltdowns about exams, the bar, finding a job, etc. I am also still thankful to him for bringing me lots of Which Wich sandwiches and Popeye’s Famous Louisiana chicken nuggets [hey don’t knock it until you try it], and many Paula Dean like leftovers from his parent’s weekly Sunday night dinners.
I am thankful this year to have my dream job. Sure there are some days that the first person from the public that I encounter has failed to brush their teeth, however I would not change my job for the world. I am thankful I have mastered the “I am covering my nose with my hand because you have Chuck Norris Breath because it is so kicking” maneuver.
I am thankful that my job has allowed me to have my very own apartment. Aside from my creepy neighbor who knows everything about everyone living in my little unit, and the fact that it would not surprise me that he probably goes through my trash [don’t worry I have made it quite known that I work at the District Attorney’s office and am quite familiar with law enforcement, and yes I have ran my own background check on him], I am happy that everything about my little place is mine.
I am thankful that Fall TV has been really great this year [see previous post about Revenge]. I am thankful that Edward and Bella are finally getting married on the big screen. I am thankful that Rapid Fitness is finally in the process of building their downtown location. I am thankful that Papa Murphey’s Pizza has opened up at the Shops at Oberlin [try it, it is dank].
When I first saw previews for Revenge over the summer, I really thought it was going to be just one more show that heads south after 3 episodes. To my pessimistic surprise, this show is quite something that makes my hump day a little better. Clearly I have an eye for tall, dark and handsome dudes [hence my own very special dude]. I swear if they end up killing him off for real, I might actually boycott ABC.
I ran across an article this morning on The Charlotte Observer's website that I had to read twice because it was so entertaining and yet so unbelievable.
Police: Man runs out of toilet paper, trashes hotel rooms
Was this for real?? I mean I agree, to find yourself in a rather uncomfortable and perhaps sticky situation without the proper paper goods, might send you into a downward spiral of frustration.
I am a little jealous that Mr. IBS himself will not be appearing at the Wake County Courthouse for a first appearance on this charge. I can only imagine asking hotel staff on the stand why this man went into a fit of rage and requesting anger management classes as a condition of his probation.
I made my way west to Fort Mill/Charlotte last night for the weekend. Having been a working woman now since September I have been looking forward to this day off for quite sometime. I took it as a sign that I was getting old when I awoke naturally at 7:30 and my parents were still asleep. Given they both work from home and have the luxury of not having to put on panty hose and battle traffic in the morning [and likely use the F-word at least 4 times before they enter the parking garage]. Is this what it is going to be like for the next 40 years before I retire??
Speaking of battling traffic I am super pumped that Deb wants to head to IKEA today and help me buy lots of nice things for all this extra acquired space I have in my new little humble abode. I think Deb may be more pumped about it than I am, and my poor step dad Paul grinds his teeth every time he hears IKEA, because he knows it is like any trip to Target, you go in for one thing and come out with much, much, more.
I am also excited about meandering the long aisles of IKEA because Deb is going to make me leave with an extra 5lbs if she keeps feeding me these….
Its like a can a Pringles, once you pop, the fun just does not stop.
Although I am frustrated about the fact I could not sleep past the first hour of the Today Show [Matt Lauer was in Barbados today people], I am very thankful for what this day stands for.
Happy Veterans Day and a special thanks to all who have, do and will serve the USA!
I better run as I can smell my hips getting bigger, and by that I mean my orange sweet rolls are ready….
As a Liberal Lisa over here, I am in full support of people speaking out against things they do not believe in/think are fair/[insert other cause here].
Recently the news has been flooded of these “Occupy” People, and frankly I just think there are more important things going on in the World. In the interest of full disclosure, I am sort of ignorant to what the heck they are “occupying” for. I know it has something to do with Corporate Greed [whatever that might exactly be, who knows?] and something to do with jobs. Well call me a Pessimistic Polly, but has anyone actually seen what these “occupiers” look like, it is no wonder that they might not have a job since most look like they have not bathed since the George W. Bush Administration.
After a brief scan around news outlets on the world wide web, here are some beauties that I have come across.
I think if some people could just bath, cut their dreads off, stop rocking jackets with Tupac’s face on the back, lay off the Mary Jane, and watch the profanity, they might find it goes a long way…. Until then I sure hope someone figures out what Corporate Greed actually is so we can have something, ANYTHING else to talk about around the Watercooler.
Unless you have ever interned/worked/gone to the courthouse and sat in district court in Wake County, you probably will not get the title.
It has been a month since my last blog post. I apologize again for the blog-cation, but it is really hard being a working woman and then coming home to tell all you 7 readers about it. Anyways in the last month……
1. I began my little dream job
[Lady Justice for all my non-legal readers]
Sure I have spent the last 5 weeks down in Traffic Court, dealing with teenagers with bad attitudes who are caught speeding or texting while driving. Or the suburbia housewife, who “cannot believe she got this ticket for running this stop sign, b/c OMG this is my first ticket ever, and she is just not that type of person who gets tickets” when she got a ticket for running a stop sign on her way to spend her afternoon aimlessly in Cameron Village. I have also encountered the peeps who brought their own extra-curriculars to the Widespread Panic/Phish/[insert other hippie wannabe concert with drugs present]. I think my favorite encounter was with a Transvestite who had a mass of tickets from 1998, and had just been released from Federal Prison, and was trying to get his life together by clearing up all of these old speeding tickets. I did my good deed and dismissed his/her tickets, because in all consideration his/her appearance was not an overnight change, and that must have been a rough 8 years in an all-male correctional facility.
No matter who I encounter from the public, I absolutely love my job, and could not be MORE thankful.
2. I contracted a sinus infection/bronchitis from such dream job.
I was told by my fellow colleagues that I should expect to get sick within the first few weeks of working there. And sure enough during the beginning of week 4, the sneezing, coughing and fever began. By day 4 of week 4, I could barely speak, and let me tell you that in a job where you are forced to speak all day to the members of the public or to annoying & non-annoying defense attorneys, I was not the Mary Sunshine I am normally am. I got some pleasure out of purposely coughing or sneezing on people who did in fact annoy me. Needless to say the Z-Pak saved the day.
3. Jeff Miles & Kathryn tied the Knot!
How sweet are they? and How pretty was she?? These two and their awesome families put on what I think makes a great wedding. Good Music, Good Food, Good Drinks and Good times. It was nice to have a mini-reunion with all of my favorite people from school to celebrate these two people and their beautiful babies to come.
4. I moved into my first place all by myself.
I was at first nervous about living by myself. I’ll admit the first night I stayed there, I was convincing myself that every little creak/noise was some mass murderer breaking into my house and that I was going to have to beat him/her off with one of my golf clubs. I prevailed through and by the third night I was sleeping like a little baby. I absolutely love living by myself. I got lucky and am able to rent from a lady who has been trying to sell her townhouse near Cameron Village. She is charging me close to nothing [well for the location and size], but with that comes some sort of catch. With my little humble abode being for sale, that means it has to be shown. Yes it has been annoying, and yes it has come at some inopportune times i.e. when I come home from work and just want to watch DVR, or last Sunday afternoon when I wanted to nap off my lingering hang-over with a few episodes of Dateline. However with my cheap rent/expenses, an hour and here and there seems like an ok trade-off for being in a month to month lease that I am able to get out off if I really want to.
Ok I better run and enjoy this delicious breakfast casserole that Deb [my beautiful mom] has prepared for me during my visit to the beach. This casserole is kind of a big deal, as this usually only happens on Christmas morning.