Saturday, February 18, 2006

Back-up Bread

Fortunately I had enough bananas to make two loaves. Normally I don't need back-up bread but Miss Sassy couldn't resist the beautifully baked loaf sitting upon the table. I had just finished eating a slice when I thought something might be up. Sure enough, there's Sassafras happily chowing down the goods. I tried to yell but instead fell into a fit of laughter. Thank goodness Erik was there to put an end to the bad doggie behavior. He even vacuumed up the few remains. What a sweetie! Meanwhile, Miss Karma sat idly by in the living room, watching Sass with longing and perhaps hoping that I'd let her clean up Sass's mess. Erik quickly ushered both animals outside and I started to clean up when Miss Jordan came out of hiding to feast on the fallen morsels. She scurried off when the vacuum emerged. The situation has been take care of, all four critters are sleeping in various rooms as if nothing had happened.

Banana-Craisn Nut Bread


Had some B-A-N-A-N-A-S that either needed to be beat into bread submission or offered up to the garbage gods. I decided on the bread. The house smells wonderful. I'm waiting for it to cool off so I can slice & dice it up. If you don't give it the proper cool-down time it just crumbles and is difficult to butter up. So here I type, waiting, waiting....

Thursday, February 09, 2006

So far it's all good


Liking the new job. Everyone is very nice and helpful. My boss is cool, patient, and understanding.

There's a couple other newbies - the receptionist started the day after I did and one of the lawyers I work for started several days before me, so we're all in the same boat. Most everyone else there has been there for years and years. Due to growth they hired us 3 new folk.

There's a great balance of personalities and most of us are anal and very organized (I'm in work heaven! They're organized! They have their act together!).

The work is fun and challenging. Once I'm familiar with all of the clients and their various cases it should be much easier. Right now I'm just trying to keep track of our largest client's cases. This particular client has what seems like thousands of different transactions taking place. It's probably only a hundred or so... but may as well be a million!

It's a relaxed, yet very professional, atmosphere. It's so nice to be autonomous again, to have flexibility with one's schedule, and to be treated as an adult. I'm so pleased. Each day when I get up I don't dread it, I don't wish it were 5:00 pm. Instead I'm excited to learn more and nurture the working relationships. This move has been so good for me!

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Happiness

7:18 am wake up
7:33 am shower
7:59 am blow dry head, curl hair
8:11 am eat cereal
8:21 am drink coffee
8:49 am brush teeth
9:03 am get dressed
9:27 am drive to interview
9:38 am miss turn, panic
9:42 am turn around
9:47 am drive slowly looking for correct address/building
9:51 am park car, slap on a dab lip stick, apply lotion to very dry hands
10:00 am interview for paralegal position
10:32 am accept position

Rest of day a blur!!!!

Oh wait, call hubby, tell him good news. E-mail mom good news. Have lunch with hubby. Go to work, break news to current boss. He takes it very well and is really, really happy for me. Co-workers congratulate me. Receive e-mail from mom who is ecstatic for me. Pack up all personal belongings into box and head home to beautiful flowers from hubby, wonderful steak dinner, and French wine. Receive phone call from A&M (super-wonderful in-laws) with congratulations.

Wow, what a nice day. Happy, happy me.

Monday, January 30, 2006

I forgot ...


I was going to blog something special, something cool... but it took the darn computer so long to load the "create template" that I completely forgot what I was going to write so now you're stuck reading this crap. Ugh. Where can I get some freakin' speed?

But hey at least the little fella above is cute. He's a Pygmy SLOW Loris.

Freakin' Slow

The internet thingy is freakin' slow and its buggin' me out.

Sunday, January 29, 2006

A Lesson in Specificity


I must learn to be more specific. The next time I ask the hubby to blow out the candles (IF there is a next time?!) I will specify to NOT use the 3M Dust Remover. This is COMPRESSED 1, l-difluoroethane, COMPRESSED. It comes out of the little can at speeds close to Mach 7. The various warnings on the can do not note: "keep away from husbands who think compressed 1, l-difluoroethane and a burning flame are meant for one another."

The warnings do however state:

CONTENTS UNDER PRESSURE (really?!). MAY CAUSE NOSE AND THROAT IRRITATION AND MAY AFFECT THE CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM (too late) CAUSING DIZZINESS, HEADACHE OR NAUSEA. CONTACT WITH LIQUID CAN CAUSE FROSTBITE. INTENTIONAL MISUSE BY DELIBERATELY CONCENTRATING AND INHALING THE CONTENTS MAY BE HARMFUL OR FATAL.

Contains: 1, l-difluoroethane.

Precautions: Exposure to heat or prolonged exposure to sun may cause bursting. Do not spray into enclosed spaces, such as the inside of paper shredders, as vapors may collect and ignite. Use only with adequate ventilation. Avoid eye and prolonged skin contact. Avoid prolonged breathing of vapors, mist or spray.

KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN (and husbands).

Great for:
Silk Flowers
Automobiles
Woodworking
Audio/Video
Printers
Computer Mouse

Hmm... how odd that candles aren't listed. Perhaps 3M forgot to mention candles? Must remember to write to 3M and inquire.

I have learned my lesson. Now my ranting must end as I need to clean wax off the wall, the CD jewel cases, and the wooden CD holder. I can only imagine what product(s) the hubby would use if I were foolish enough to ask him to clean up the wax. I wonder if this could be deliberate behavior on part of my better half; do something stupid and the wife will never ask me to do another thing again as long as we both shall live.

Wine, poetry, and chocolate


Last night we invited some friends (Marty and Laura) over for dinner. Erik made his incredible "Cookbook Cover Chicken" - it's soooooooooo beautiful and yummy, along with some roasted potatoes, and steamed asparagus. I made a spinach salad and a lemon puff pastry dessert. Throughout the evening we shared 2 and a half bottles of vino, 2 beers, a pot of decaf coffee, and some hot tea.

After dinner we retired to the living room and discussed topics of interest to us such as current employment issues we're all facing, family, moving, home ownership, hopes, dreams, and then concluded with some poetry. During this time I brought out some chocolates. Wine, poetry, and chocolate along with good friends makes for a very enjoyable evening. I can't wait to do it again!

Here is just a sample of the poems that were read last night:

The Moron - Author Unknown

See the happy moron,
He doesn't give a damn!
I wish I were a moron-
My God! Perhaps I am!


It Couldn't Be Done - Edgar Guest

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.

Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
At least no one ever had done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.


The Inner Man - Plato

Beauty depends on simplicity - I mean the true simplicity
of a rightly and nobly ordered mind and character.
He is a fool who seriously inclines to weigh the beautiful by
any other standard than that of the good.
The good is the beautiful.
Grant me to be beautiful in the inner man.


One Year to Live - Mary Davis Reed

If I had but one year to live;
One year to help; one year to give;
One year to love; one year to bless;
One year of better things to stress;
One year to sing; one year to smile
To brighten earth a little while;
I think that I would spend each day,
In just the very self-same way
That I do now. For from afar
The call may come to cross the bar
At any time, and I must be
Prepared to meet eternity.
So if I have a year to live,
Or just a day in which to give
A pleasant smile, a helping hand,
A mind that tries to understand
A fellow-creature when in need,
'Tis one with me; -- I take no heed;
But try to live each day He sends
To serve my gracious Master's ends.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Our House

Here are some pics of the new place.





Friday, January 20, 2006

All done

I survived the UT Paralegal Certificate Program. Wow, what a crazy 17 weeks. I'm just relieved it's finally over. I really didn't know what to expect and worried that I might not be up to it. I was concerned that perhaps this program just wasn't for me.

Before it all began I thought about bailing but Erik persuaded me to at least attend the open house and said, "If you still feel like this isn't right for you at this time then don't enroll." So, we went to the open house together. I wanted to be sure this was a good program and not a waste of my time and moola; I figured Erik does this stuff for a living so he should be able to tell if it's a scam or not. Before the open house even ended I knew this was something I wanted to do.

Several weeks later the classes finally began. At first it was so very exciting. It was all new and different. And each time I felt I was losing my way there was Erik to help me better understand the material. Initially I asked him to edit my memos, various discovery documents, etc. By mid-program I had stopped soliciting him to proof my assignments and continued to receive the same grades on my own.

Some of the assignments were very difficult and time consuming. Trying to find case law, statutes, or any other authority to prove my case isn't as easy as it would seem! However, each time I located something on-point it felt as if I had won an Olympic gold medal. I can't even imagine what it will feel like when I do this in the real world for a real client's case.

I think what surpised me most though was all the support I received from family and friends throughout the course and upon graduating. I received a beautiful bouquet of red roses from my second parents (Arnie and Mary). My folks had a pendant re-set for me. Co-workers attended the ceremony (which was a total surprise!). It's just been wonderful, thank you all.

It's crazy to think that I didn't even want to go to the graduation. I just don't 'do' graduations. I hate ceremonies, but I'm glad Erik and I attended this one as it proved fruitful for the hubby. He was offered the opportunity to teach the Torts portion of the course.

I guess we both got more out of this program than either of us could have anticipated.