Archive for October, 2006

I passed the Bar!

Yay!  Sorry to leave y’all in suspense all weekend.  I passed, I can’t express how relieved I am, and I love you all for putting up with me during these difficult times. 

I’m so excited I can’t stand it.  I had an amazing weekend in New York. 

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One More Thing –


I am obsessesd with the new JoJo CD.  Seriously!  I love JoJo!  She is so awesome and has been helping me train for the half marathon.  Obviously you all already love Too Little Too Late – but you need the whole album.  My favorites are Anything and Let it Rain.  GAHHHH.  LOVE IT. 

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I woke up in the middle of the night last night.  There were footsteps in the leaves outside my window.  They sounded like human footsteps.  I thought maybe it was just super early – like 5:30 and it was my professor neighbor going somewhere.  I laid real still.  I finally rolled over and obtained my cell phone so I could see what time it was and keep my finger on 911.  It was 4:35.  Dang it.  No one has any business wandering around at 4:35 on a Friday morning.  I was freaking out.  I kept imagining that someone was on my front porch.  Shortly there after the sprinklers turned on and although they initially scared me to death – I started thinking that maybe it was cat or something in the leaves and that maybe the sprinklers had also contributed to the sound of footsteps.  Who knows.  But maybe it wasn’t a person.  Just maybe I wasn’t going to get attacked in my own home.  Eventually I fell back asleep.  And as expected I had crazy dreams. 

In one dream I dreamed that we got a list of the bar exam results early here at the courthouse, and that Heather and I both passed.  In this dream, the courthouse had a law school attached to it, and the building had magical powers like Hogwarts.  And on this day that we were looking at the bar results, people kept randomly ending up in our offices from all the secret passage ways.  Did I ever tell you I have an overactive imagination?

My other dream was pretty humorous, and it involved one of my good friends from high school that I haven’t seen in a while, and a natural history museum that was also a library, and a boy trying to kiss me out of the blue in the museum.  Hilarious.  It also involved crowds of people and getting lost.  But it is more jumbled than the other dream. 

Enough about my dreams, let’s move on to real life.  Yesterday Elizabeth and were running on the trail, we ran 7 miles, and it was getting sort of dark at the end of our run.  So we were running really fast.  And we were singing to our respective ipods.  Out loud.  We were trying to ignore the fact that it was getting dark and we were really into our runs.  Well, these two guys on bikes come up behind us and basically ride along and listen to us sing for a while.  Gah.  I’m sure they thought we were really hot.  But they did make sure that we made it to our car safely which was sweet. 

I got to hang out with my precious friend Molly last night and make a new friend Lindsey.  It was really fun.  I ate enough mexican food to choke a small horse.  It was awesome.  I wish I had some right now.  There is nothing better than catching up with an old friend over cheese dip and huge draft beers. 

Did I mention that I find out whether or not I passed the bar exam today?  Cross your fingers.  I’ve never had so much invested in a test in my life and I’m not sure I’ve ever straight up failed something, so if I fail, I might need someone to scrap me up off the concrete.  But then again, it is only a test and I’ll get it next time if I don’t get it this time.  Geeze. 

Also, I’m going to the NYC tonight!  Get excited!  I can’t wait.  Libby, Jennifer, Maggie, Cristi and I are going to be the Deal or No Deal girls for halloween.  We are going to a party tomorrow night.  Libby mentioned this to her boss, and her boss mentioned it to someone that works at NBC (libby works for a media corporation), and yesterday NBC sent Libby over 5 Deal or No Deal Briefcases for us to use in our costumes!  HOW AWESOME IS THAT! Here is a picture –Deal_or_no_deal_001_1

If you are going to be in the City this weekend – hit me on the cell piece.  Kisses. 

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Tpd I just got finished reading Through Painted Deserts – Light, God and Beauty on the Open Road,  by Donald Miller.  I loved it.  Thought it was amazing.  I’ve read Miller’s other books, Blue Like Jazz and Searching for God Knows What.  I think he is a gifted writer who speaks to his audience in a sincere voice that has a tone of understanding.  He is honest about the difficulties of religion and the world at large.  He is the kind of author that when you finish reading his book you wish he was a personal friend.  I don’t feel like that terribly often.  I like to give his books away as gifts.  I can never find my copy of his books cause I have a tendency to loan them out and never get them back.  Shocker. Through Painted Deserts is the story of him and his friend traveling across the country in a VW bus.  Hilarious, thoughtful, and endearing. 

Sad I have been listening to Amos Lee’s new album – Supply and Demand.  I like Amos Lee a lot.  I was first introduced to his music by Betsy – who tried to make me listen to him for a long time before I finally stopped being stubborn and realized that he is awesome.  I prefer his more upbeat songs, but a couple of his slower songs are great as well.  Betsy really likes Southern Girl – which I also support.  I think my favorite song is Sympathize.  There are a couple of songs available on Myspace – HERE.

La OHH, and my friends Charles and David have started a band called Lady Antebellum, and I was listening to their new music on myspace and I am impressed.  These boys are so talented and sweet and awesome, I’m really proud of them for chasing their dreams.  I don’t think they have an album out yet – but they have quite a few songs available on myspace.  They have my stamp of approval.    Go LISTEN.

The only other thing I’m worried about today is what kind of halloween cookies I want to make.  Sugar cookies of course, but what shape?  Punkins?  I’m thinking Punkins.  Dipped orange with green butter cream icing stems.  GAH.  Decisions are so tough, cause, ghosts can be so cute too.  Or should I make cupcakes?  Cookies are probably easier to transport.  Hmmmm…..

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October Thoughts

I know this is going to come to a shock to everyone, but I think too much. 

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about rejection and affirmation.  Encouragement is such a powerful thing.  When Elizabeth and I were on our long run last week, a man on his bike slowed down as he passed and said – "You girls are doing great – keep it up!"  and I can honestly say that his words made me feel awesome and made me want to keep doing great. 

It reminds me of when I was a sophomore in high school, and I was on the track team.  I was running either my warm up laps or my cool down laps, I don’t remember, but I was running by myself.  I didn’t really know anyone on either the girls or boys track team, and I was out of my element in a lot of ways.  My confidence was very transparent.

I heard footsteps quickly approaching behind me, someone was about to totally speed past my slow running little self.  But the runner didn’t blow past me.  He slowed up to my speed, and as he ran beside me I saw that it was a senior that I had never talked to – but that was a great track and basketball player – so I knew who he was.  He ran with me at my slow pace just long enough to say – "You’re cute – did you know that?"  and he sped off around the track and left me rather speechless. 

And I don’t know why, but this complement has stayed with me for a very long time.  I think part of it was the fact that I was feeling rather unsteady and vulnerable, and I think part of it was that he was older than me, and I was impressed with him as a person and an athlete, and I truly appreciated that he thought there was something noticable about me – at at point when I felt very invisible. 

I am sure he never knew how much that little bit of encouragement meant to my 16 year old self.  He graduated shortly after that, and ran track for UGA, and I used to run into him in Athens every once in a while. 

I tell that story as an example of how I wish I could be all the time.  I wish I could treasure up all the wonderful affirmations I receive on a regular basis and treat them all like prized possessions.  But I honestly have a hard time remembering the encouragement I receive.  I remember the rejections.  I dwell on the comments and actions of those who hurt my feelings and who do not care about me.  I don’t think this makes me unhealthy or strange, I think most people let negative comments carry much more weight than positive comments.  But if you think about the people who make the negative comments and who is making the positive comments – why would you ever take the negative comments seriously?  Why would I let some boy that doesn’t know me well hurt my feelings with a careless remark, while at the same time disregarding my best friend telling me how unique, charismatic, and enjoyable I am?  What kind of logic is that?  I refuse to live like that. 

My personal challenge to myself is to cherish the love and affirmation I receive as LEAST as much as I dwell on the negatives and rejections of life.  Because I decided this morning that being careless and wasteful with the love of others is the most inexcusable action in the world.  I know that rejection is still going to hurt and I’m still going to dwell on it.  But if I can focus on all the love that is afforded me, I will have less time to remember my disappointments. 

Oh, and let’s be clear about the fact that I live a charmed life and have very few disappointments.  I am blessed almost to a fault and I need to be more appreciative of how great I’ve got it.  I guess I just need to keep perspective. 

Deep thoughts on a monday afternoon.  I just want to make sure y’all know I’m still being overly analytical.  Kisses. 

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I have amazing friends

My birthday was yesterday.  And I have the bestest friends in the world.  Betsy sent me beautiful flowers, and Cristina, Allison and Christy sent me cupcakes, Mama made me a cake and dinner for my friends who were so sweet to come over and celebrate with me.  And to all my dear sweet friends who called me and sent me messages – I love you.   

It was awesome.  I am very blessed and lucky and happy and glad.  26 is going to be a great year. 

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Happy Columbus Day!

So it was a heartbreaker of a weekend.  I can honestly say I had a fabulous time friday night and all day on saturday.  It was so great to see all of my friends – although it was very crazy and I didn’t get to spend as much one on one time with a lot of people.  I have a problem with my attention span sometimes – and I have a hard time keeping up with more than two or three people on days like saturday – in the same way I have a hard time keeping up with more than a couple of people at big parties.  I know this probably means I’m self absorbed and what ev – but I am very good at keeping up with the two or three people I am committed to at the time.  I just get overwhelmed. 

I had a 20 year old hit on me at the bar after the game.  His fake id said he was born in 1983.  His real id said he was born in 1986.  Wow.  I told him I was flattered, but that I didn’t understand why he was talking to me when there are a million 19 year olds in town and I’m obviously entirely too old for him.  He told me he always liked older girls and that he had always had a thing for his baby sitters when he was younger.  WOW.  Jennifer and I were so fascinated by his line of reasoning we asked him a lot of questions.  It was enlightening and very frightening all at the same time. 

I didn’t have to go to work today, because I have a sweet, sweet job.  So I have been enjoying a personal day.  My allergies are being annoying and I have aggrevated one of the joints in my foot so I decided to take this opportunity to be a couple waste of space.  Christy, Allison and Cristina were sweet enough to send me cupcakes – so I’ve spent the day eating cupcakes and watching tv on dvd.  I went to sleep at 10:30 last night and woke up at 11:30 this morning.  As my mom would say – You must have really needed the sleep! 

I’m finally starting to feel settled.  This past weekend was lots of fun, but very little drama, and I hadn’t realized how badly I needed a drama free weekend.  Not that I live that exciting of a life – but the past couple of months have been rather tumultous – in my work life, my social life, and the imaginary world I create in my head.  And it is nice to calm down. 

In other news – Daddy tried to put Blitzen the deer in the car to take it to the river and bella flipped out.  So they brought him back inside.  Then Mama had to put Blitzen on the front porch and Bella layed right at the front door all day.  Geeze. 

Oh, and complements of Jennifer – I’m going to need you to go to this link – and read #9 on the top of page 2.  Kisses. 

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I know y’all get tired of hearing about my dreams, but last night’s dreams were spectacular – food, beer, football, and boats.   

Last night I dreamed that it was the UGA-LSU game (UGA doesn’t play LSU this year – but my subconscious is not concerned with that minor detail).  And for some reason I was on the field.  I don’t think I was a player, but I was on the field. 

And at half time I left the field and went inside.  When I came back out on the field, there were these huge balls of tinfoil (aluminum, what ev) full of low country boil, aka frogmore stew, Beaufort stew.  And I stopped someone on the field and I asked them how these huge piles of shrimp, corn, and new potatoes arrived on the field.  The person responded casually, Oh, a truck dropped them there at half time. 

I want to be clear about how big these piles of aluminum and yumminess were.  At least five or six feet tall.  HUGE.  They were like aluminum eggs full of low country boil.  Of course, you don’t cook low country boil in aluminum – or at least I never have.  But my subconscious isn’t concerned about that either.  And I love this stuff.  LOVE IT. 

Of course I can’t help it, I’m starving in my dream, so I go over and start eating shrimp off the pile.  They were the best shrimp I’ve ever tasted in my life.  The potatoes could have used a little pepper, they were a touch bland, but the shrimp were amazing. 

Keep in mind there is a football game going on during all of this.   Eventually I had to stop eating the shrimp and corn and potatoes because I got really full and I started to get nervous about the shrimp baking out in the hot sun for too long.  I don’t remember who won the game. 

My other dream last night involved a sailboat.  I wasn’t suppose to be on the sailboat, there were too many people for the race on the boat, we were going to make it too slow, in addition to the fact that I don’t know how to sail. At first I was really worried I was going to mess everything up.  But then they stopped off at a marina with a bar and let a couple of us get out.  It was like – sit here till we get back – oh yeah – they sell beer in there.  Libby was in this dream, and she was suppose to one of the people who stayed on the boat, but she really wanted to sit on the dock and drink beer with us (I don’t remember who "us" was), so we went through one of those – I don’t care, I’ll ride in the boat, no really, I don’t mind staying on the dock exchanges.  I think we both ended up on the dock but I don’t quite remember exactly. 

Too bad I can’t tell y’all all the juicy details of my real life.

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Click on this link.  Get excited. 

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Complements of F. James:

Football is a dangerous sport.  Even on playstation.   

Apparently, two men were playing playstation football and the game got so heated one man stabbed the other man.  Guess which two teams they were "coaching?"  Tennessee and Auburn.  And this wasn’t like a steak knife to the thigh stabbing.  This was a butcher knife to the back stabbing.  A punctured lung, airlifted, emergency surgery kind of stabbing.  Read the whole story here

Complements of JL Blanchard:

Why are Tennessee’s colors orange?

So they can wear orange to the game on saturday, hunting on sunday, and to pick up trash on the highway on monday.

In other news, Bella has fallen in love with a deer.  A dead deer.  A deer that has been dead for a long time.  I’m worried she is going to get her heart broken.   My parents took down the mounted deer head that has been hanging on the wall in my brother’s room for years.  They had plans to take it to the river house.  But before they took it to the river they set it downstairs on floor on the back porch.
And Bella adopted it.  Seriously.  She won’t let Bo near it – tries to eat him alive if he gets too close.  She sniffs and licks all over the deer every time we let her out of the kitchen and she has started taking naps next to it.  I mean, if we would let her, she would never be more than two feet away from the deer.  Also, apparently she doesn’t appreciate the fact that the deer ignores her – so she will occasionally bark at him.  We have decided to name him Blitzen.  Bella and Blitzen, sitting in a tree.  I’ve never seen such in my life.  Our dog has problems.  Shocker. I’ll try to take a picture of her and post it because it is really hilarious. 

P.S.  Crazy dreams again last night.  I’m going to blame it on the impending full moon. 

Tonight Elizabeth and I are going to try out a new exercise.  Boot Camp.  Sounds like a blast, huh? We are on a serious exercise kick.  I’m going to start swimming when it gets colder and dark.  Yay endorphines. 

Oh, and I really love my video iPod.  And I hate mosquitoes and roaches. 

Who is coming to play with me on north campus Saturday?  I’ll be the girl with the big clock around her neck.  Let me know where to find you.   

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