Sunday, January 25, 2015

A Police Academy Graduation

Friday, Rosebud went to her brother's graduation from police academy.

I find it all kind of surreal.

First of all, Rosebud made it to the graduation. She had planned to go--earlier in the week she had even worked out not babysitting that night--only to find out late Thursday night that there had been miscommunication in the official e-mail chains about a change in time. It was going to be earlier in the day, while she was nannying for a different family. She knew that the parents had official appointments on Friday involved in buying their new house, so she did not even ask off. It was at the last minute, after all.

But, then, out of the blue, when she got to her nanny job, on her own accord, the kids' mother said Rosebud could leave early if she wanted. She happened to be wearing ceremony-attending appropriate clothing. She was able to find the unknown-to-her location without a working GPS. She got there on time.

And, there was the bigger picture: She was here, in this state, in this locality. Not on the opposite coast. I keep finding that I am grateful for that.

Also, her brother graduated from the same police academy and is  now working as an officer in the same police department as Rosebud's father (full career) and I (shorter time period) both did.

All of the rest of the family members were there, including her sister who drove up from two states away, the cute little niece and nephew, her other brother and his wife, everyone.

I am so amazed, thankful, and happy that she got to be there, too.

As for me, so many memories, so many people. I would have liked to have been there. But, this was the way it should have been. Her brother's mother was so gracious during Rosebud's graduation. This was her moment to be proud of her son. He worked hard.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Still At It

  • I worked from home Monday because that was my first official regular weekly work-from-home day.
  • I worked form home Wednesday because of icy roads.
  • I like having the option of staying off icy roads and still working.
  • Today, it is beautiful out.
  • Senior case managers had to work yesterday (Saturday).
  • Someone was fired at work--as in, the person came in for a regular work day, things took a serious turn, and that person was gone.
  • Rosebud submitted her application to the university she wants to attend next year.
  • The department next to ours at work is being audited for the next month or two, which means we are being quasi-audited: Auditors purposefully wandering into adjoining departments.
  • I did better with the whole bar-life-work balance this week and was happier for it.
I am behind. Still. More. More and still.

But, I am still at it.

Sunday, January 11, 2015


Last week, I studied almost non-stop Thursday through Sunday. I had Thursday and Friday off for New Year's. I was trying to catch up the little I had fallen behind and desperate to get at least a little ahead. I did get a little ahead--through most of Monday's assignments.

But, it backfired terribly.

I stayed up way too late Sunday night trying to get through the end of one assignment and then to re-process/make my own notes on one particular concept. Then, my brain would not turn off because of that mental push to the end.

The rest of the week progressively dissolved into an overly tired, frustrated, irritable, tired, on-edge mess.

My apologies.

And, I kept getting further behind. And, a whole week got crossed off my calendar. I am well into January, now.

By Friday, at work, all I could think about was that if I couldn't get some sleep, at least I should be able to go to a BJJ class. That would make things better. But, of course, that can't happen right now, either. More frustration.

Saturday morning, I woke up having dreamt an entire BJJ class, ending up with a rear naked choke. My form was sloppy. Been gone too long. I also noticed the other day that my First Hill calf muscles are now completely gone.

Also: I paid $125 to take the essay portion of the bar on my laptop. By check or money order (no online payment option). I also took the time to download the software and do the required practice test and upload. Because, that's what we do.

The good news: We got our work-from-home day authorized to start next week (after I had given up on it happening at all)!

I am aiming to finish out today with a little more balance and better planning. There is no way I will be caught up, but I will keep plugging away.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Framing the Task at Hand

One good thing about taking the bar exam in February, instead of July, is the effect of these first few days of January.

I look at all those beautiful, unmarked-off squares on my pristine wall calendar and I think, "I can pour a lot of information into each of those days." Amazingly, my mind does not differentiate between weekdays (when I also have to work) and weekends. All are alike in their potential for acquiring unlimited amounts of legal knowledge. I guess that is the magic of uniformly symmetric and empty squares.

Well, that is my state of mind when I am more rested.

When I am more mentally weary, suffering from eye strain, and my legs feel like I have been stuck in a car all day, I think, "It will all be over in two months."

As far as Resolutions . . . maybe I will entertain the idea in March.

Or April.

Maybe May.

Happy New Year's and Good Luck to my Fellow February Bar Exam Takers!

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Picture our Christmas

Our Christmas in images:

For years, my dream for someday is to have a tiny house (with a disproportionately large kitchen) on a good piece of property. Rosebud found this for me at Goodwill. I love it, the fun she had finding it, and that she knows me so well. The light hits it perfectly in the mornings in my room. Someday, I will get a frame for it--and my diploma--and hang them up in my tiny home.

Our wonderful young-family neighbors moved out of the apartment above us a few months ago. We brought them fudge Christmas Eve and came home with a gift bag of our own.

We pulled this little figure out of the bag, and just as we were saying that the little boy must have dropped this in the bag for us from his own collection and how sweet--we turned it around to its front and knew it was picked out especially for us. So sweet!

Rosebud's dad made a practical decision at the last minute to go to Mexico over the holidays. So, the mother of Rosebud's brother and sister decided to hold a Christmas Day lunch for all the siblings. It sounds like they had a wonderful time, and there is an amazing group photo that includes the spouses/fiancĂ©, two toddlers, and a wandering goat. That was a great and thoughtful thing for her to do. I was invited, didn't attend because, you know, the bar, and had leftovers sent home to me. I wish I could post the photo for you, but that would violate my personal blog photo policy. Just imagine the perfect picture.

And, once again, a little lost kitten was somehow directed by Mother Nature/guardian angels/Rosebud's love to our home for food, water, and a soft-towel-lined box (we simply cannot bring her inside with our animals). Luckily, this kitten had a collar with her vet clinic stamped vaccine tag. We called and the clinic has left a message with the owner and the owner's emergency contact, and told us her name. Whiskers. Fits her perfectly. I hope her owner calls soon because she is such a friendly lightweight little ball of fur.

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Last Saturday

Rosebud got engaged last Saturday.

Wow. I did not see it coming.* She went off with a cute little picnic basket to see her boyfriend after he got done with drill for the day. It was an unseasonably beautiful day for December. Perfect for a picnic.

The next thing I knew, I got a text that he had asked her, and then another text that she had said yes.

When we tell this story, people often express shock that she sent me a text for such big news. However, it was truly perfect. We have never had good phone reception (we only have our cell phones) since we moved here, and it is so annoying. Even before then, texting was just natural for us. Plus, she was going straight to a babysitting job afterwards, and she wanted me to hear it from her first.

It's a good thing. Her boyfriend did not waste much time at all making it "Facebook official." I much preferred getting the news from her in a couple of text message exchanges first!

When she got home from babysitting, much later that night, I got to hear all the wonderful details of how he proposed and the thoughts going through her head, and I got to see her beautiful ring.


*I sort of saw this coming . . . someday. They get along so well with each other and have been dating for over a year. But, I completely did not see this happening last week.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Mothers in the Legal Profession Roundup No. 371

Week of December 8 - 14, 2014

Magic Cookie posted the Roundup for the week!

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