Archive for April, 2009

Sunshine Daydreams

This weather is killing me.  Slowly.  My soul dies a little for every hour I have to be inside.  I can see the trees and the puffy clouds through my pollen coated window.  I think about my new little backyard and the new little plants I bought at lowes the other day.  They have been calling my cell phone all day long and sending me text messages about how it is killing them to not be permanently planted.  They want me to come home RIGHT.NOW and finish what I started. 

 I’d really like to have an old bathtub to use as a planter.  That way I don’t have to worry about Briscoe trying to eat the jalapeno plant I bought.  Donald is suppose to be keeping his eyes open for one.  Maybe it will be there when I get home!  Donald made me a list of things I need for the house on the back of a KoolMenthal carton box.  I’ve been carrying it around in my pocketbook and it almost fell out in court today, which made me laugh. 

I can’t remember a time when I’ve ever had spring fever this bad.  This might be due to the fact that I’ve never had a real job in April before.  The real world is for the birds.  That being said, I do love my job and it is nice to feel (somewhat) financially secure. 

That being said, every day I’m amazed at how weird my job can be.  I spent an hour this morning respectfully but forcefully disagreeing with someone.  I told them all the reasons why they are wrong.  Then I shut up and didn’t interrupt while they told me all the reasons why I was wrong.  Then I told them my reasons again, then they told me their reasons.  Then we pointed at some documents and underlined some numbers and asked a few pointed questions and then I told them all the reasons they were wrong and then let them point out all the reasons I was wrong one more time.  Then you say – okay, well how are we going to fix this, what are you offering, blah blah blah, and you come to an agreement that no one is happy with and you discuss emails and addresses and checks are written and people grumble.  But as you are walking out of the door, you ask about the other person’s family, and their life and how business is going and you slap each other on the back or shake hands and act like you haven’t just been fighting for the past hour.   

It’s weird.  I’m so glad tomorrow is Friday.

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My parents yard is on the Sacred Heart Garden Festival this weekend.  hg


I wish I had a better picture of the yard, but I like this picture of Bo and Bella.  I just stopped by there and let me just say it was very hard to leave.  It’s a beautiful day, it is suppose to be a beautiful weekend, and if you are in the area, you should go check it out!

Also, I am totally obsessed with this new blog from Maira Kalman.  I have a copy of The Elements of Style that she illustrated and I love it.

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I know I’ve told y’all before how much I love coffee, but I just thought I’d remind you.  Lots of huge important things have happened this week, my car hit 180,000 miles, I won my first case, and I had to go back into my house the other day to get my shoes because I’d left home without them. 

How often do you get in the car and think, dang, I don’t have on any shoes!  I’ll have to go back into the house and get them?  Once a year?  Once a month?  Once a week?  Never?  Now that it has gotten warm outside I have revived my beloved habit of only wearing shoes when it is required by my job, the law, and/or to comply with social norms.  It’s awesome.  What isn’t awesome is that Donald and Ronald (my home repair people who are fixing all the things in my house that need fixing, and who I would be lost without) keep finding these HUGE metal roofing nails that the roofers left in my yard.  Those nails look like the quickest way to get lockjaw I can imagine. 

Briscoe has enjoyed having Donald and Ronald around (they are twins), and D & R have gotten pretty attached to Briscoe.  To the point where they have renamed her.  Her new name is Biscuit. And you know, she sort of looks like a little biscuit!  It’s the perfect new name for the fuzzy head. 

I almost stepped on a snake this morning right outside the front door of our office.  He was a really cute little green snake.  He told me his name was Lionel. 

Okay, I’m off to track down a judge and get my summary judgment motion signed!  Hooray!  And Molly is getting married this weekend!  And it’s suppose to be 90 degrees tomorrow!

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I went to the Historic Augusta Cotton Ball last night.  It was a lot of fun.  I had ONE mint julep.  ONE. 

I can still smell the bourbon and the mint.  It’s following me around.  I can’t get away from it.

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I had one of those disconnected afternoon. I couldn’t focus and I was dwelling on things that are totally out of my control. Even more than dwelling, I was…not there.

Donna (our receptionist who doubles as a paralegal and document drafter – she can complete tasks in ten minutes that would take me an hour) and I decided that maybe the office had a carbon monoxide leak because we both had a bad case of the stupids.

After work I went to the mall. There were things I needed to buy. Instead I wandered around the bookstore and the sporting goods store for a.very.long.time. All I bought was some greeting cards for no one in particular, something I really don’t need.

I tried to order some hibatchi to go because of a weird craving. The restaurant within my acceptable radius only does sushi to go. Sad.

I (shockingly) didn’t have a wreck on the way home. I sat on my floor for a while, briscoe stared at me in the pounce stance. I contemplated whether I had a fever or not, thought I might be coming down with the flu.

I forced myself downstairs and into the backyard with B. She wanted to play. She barked, she hauled around the yard, she tried to bit me. And I had to laugh. I chased her around the yard for a while, then I got my book and a glass of wine and some cheese, and I sat in the backyard under the trees with the mockingbirds and the leafy greenness of spring.

Now I feel better. I’m watching Lost (I can’t watch it late at night, it scares me!), and once I eat something, I plan on going to sleep very, very, early.

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How is it already Thursday?  I literally can’t imagine where this week has gone.  Actually, when it comes down to it, I don’t know where this entire year has gotten off to.  It’s the middle of APRIL! 

The masters was tons of fun, I need to take a picture of my chalkboard fridge so you can see all the people who wrote messages and drew pictures.  It’s awesome.  Saturday night we grilled out, it was an overall team effort, and in my opinion, a great success.  The weather was absolutely perfect, minus the violent storm Friday night.  The flowers and the trees and the grass were all amazing.  I’ve been thinking about what my favorite flowers are, and I’ve decided that I can’t decide.  I LOVE wild azaleas – cause they look like monster honey suckles.  I think I need to plant a few in my new yard!

The weirdest thing I saw last week was a turtle get popped with a golf ball.  It was Wednesday, and the golfers were skipping the balls across the pond on 16(which is one of my favorite things about the whole week).  One of the skipped balls hit a turtle who was sunning himself on the edge of the pond directly below the green.  It made this weird thunk noise, and the turtle plopped into the pond.  A few thoughts.  Could the turtle have survived such a direct hit?  If he did die, would he have floated to the top? (that didn’t happen while I was watching).  If you were a turtle who grew up on the grounds of the augusta national (and trust me when I say there are a TON of turtles), would getting hit by a golf ball during the practice round of the masters be a good way to go?  Is that every turtle’s dream?

Anyway, this week it’s back to reality.  Monday was dark and rainy and I was running late all day long, and I had to go to Aiken, and the lights went out while I was in the Aiken Courthouse, and when I got outside I learned that all the lights were out everywhere, including red lights, which made getting home a lot more interesting.  I don’t know my way around Aiken yet, so I spend all my time lost and confused, and the non functioning red lights did not help.  But I’m learning!  I like to think I get better every time. 


The house is back to being a disaster area, Donald is painting the kitchen, and Briscoe has some oil based paint on her nose that could be there for a while.  Britt’s bachelorette is this weekend in St Simons, which should be lots of fun.   I haven’t been to the beach in a long time!


But right now I mostly need to wake up.   I don’t know why I am so sleepy, but this isn’t going to work. At least it is a beautiful day, I wish I was outside! 

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Rainy Monday

It was extremely difficult to get out of bed this morning.  After a week full of sunshine, flowers, friends and too much alcohol, the idea of going to work in the rain was quite depressing. 

But I made it.  And I’m really looking forward to getting back into a routine after all the disruption of moving and the masters.  I seriously need to put my life back together.  Which could take a while.  I’ll keep you posted.

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Happy Friday!

Today is a the big move day.  The carpet people were at my house till 8:30 last night, and everything now looks awesome (well, my bathroom needs to be put back together).  I took out the bizarre chandelers downstairs and put in ceiling fans.  Actually, for me to tell you all the crazy things that have been changed so far would take a lot longer than I currently have.  Let’s put it this way, things are coming along nicely at a rapid clip.  Which is important because all kinds of people will be staying with me in the new house next week for the Masters!  I’m so excited.  I literally get emotional about it.  I think that has a lot to do with all my old friends and my entire family coming into town, and just all the happy fun memories associated with the week and the course. 

I’ve got a few more days of super hard work, then it will be play time.  Gah.  I can’t wait!  There are so many things I want to tell you about my house, but with the intensity of the next few days, I can’t promise anything until after the tournament.  Let me know if you are going to be in town and want to come over for a beverage on the new porch.  Briscoe will be slinging drinks all week long.

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