Feelin' the Love

I started this post with picking a bunch of pictures to show you. Why these pics? Well, they're all right-side up, are not embarrassing, and they're things I love. Obviously, I love my family and my horses and my boyfriend/best friend and I am grateful for all the blessings in my life, but these are things I don't necessarily express my appreciation for on a regular basis, so I am doing it now.

First is my favorite thing to make and eat: Pasta with Lemon and Olive Oil. I got the recipe from SmittenKitchen. Brady and I eat it at least once a week. It's perfection, and it makes so much that I have leftovers until I'm ready to make it again. I make it with whole wheat linguine so I don't feel bad shoveling a bunch of carbs in my mouth.I make it with basil, but you can also use arugula, which I would do if I could find arugula. Anyway. It's a good thing.

Ahhhhh. Diet Coke. I've strayed and been on a Diet Cherry Dr Pepper kick for a while, but there is still nothing like a Diet Coke in the afternoon. This particular DC is on my desk at work in front of a case file. I am not 100% sure, but it may be the file I'm working on for my next trial. It's also in front of the Arizona Criminal and Traffic Code. It's all the statutes you would ever need, and I love them. I also love trials, and I love this desk. There is nothing special about this desk except that it's where I sit when I review files and get ready for trial, which is part of the Prosecution Clinic through school. I get to spend two days a week doing something that is so important to me. It's my dream job and it's why I went to law school in the first place. I am a lowly intern, but I still get to meet with defendants, make plea offers, talk to witnesses, and put on an entire trial. It's just a taste of the bigger picture, but it's a picture I hope I get to be a part of in October/November. I love the municipality I am in because of the way the City Prosecutor has set up the process and flow and the attitude toward defendants. It's very focused on solving problems, which I think is so great. I am also grateful for the people I work with. They are all incredibly helpful and eager to help me try out new things, and they are very supportive and I feel like they really want me to succeed. I wish I could stay there forever! Wow, one picture with a whole bunch of things I love. That's efficiency.

WHO IS THIS?! I LOVE HIM! He is my favorite thing in my house at any given time, which, DUH. But as much as I love him, I really love his personality - his little quirks that make me laugh at least twice a day. Lately he's been working hard on arranging pillows and blankets for the best couch experience and it's hilarious. On this day, we were watching talk shows all morning and he sat right there, right next to me, the whole time. Love him.

My kitchen! I love this place! It's very bland and apartmentish, but it's roomy and easy to work in. The only thing I don't love is that oven and stove, which is incredibly bipolar, especially for an appliance, you know? But I love being in my kitchen and making that Lemon and Olive Oil pasta at the top. I also have tons of cupboards so I can keep stuff off the counter. The print at the top is a reproduction vintage travel poster for Ireland, my favorite country, and that taller vase up there with it has delicate diamond-shaped cut outs and it's a pretty purple color. I hate the idea of pot shelves, because it's such wasted space, but I focused on creating a little vignette of things that make me happy, instead of just throwing a bunch of crap up there. I think it worked out pretty well.

What I don't love about my kitchen is my sink. The sink side is not even and water puddles up, so every time I use it, I have to use my brush to shove the water into the drain. The disposal side is scary and I worry my disposal is going to rattle the counter off the wall. What I do love is my little sink alcove. Dishes are among my least favorite chore, so I wanted this place to make me smile. That's why my Mr. and Lady Rabbit prints hang out here in their fancy looking frames. I also use soap that smells good and is not stocked full of chemicals that give me migraines. 

This is not an exhaustive list, but I just wanted to share a few of the pics that made enough of an impression on me that I had to take a pic. 

Oh, and you'll also notice that all of the pics here were taken with Instagram, which I also love!

What little things do you love?

Oh, this thing.

I bet you are one of those people who gets up just dancing every morning. Little birds sing to you while you shower, and mice mend your buttons for you. I know! You are amazing. And you never neglect your blog. Ever! You always have something funny to say, and you always include pictures. You can totally judge me for ignoring my blogger duties. I fail at marketing myself! I am destined to live my life unknown!

A lot has happened since that last post. After attending the memorial service, there was a wedding, and then some trials, and then some other stuff, and then Barrister's Ball. I made it through all of those things, even though sometimes they sucked. WINNING. Sometimes it's nice to acknowledge your accomplishments, even if other people don't think they're a big deal. Charlie Sheen taught me that. Is it too late to talk about Charlie Sheen? My blog is so behind Charlie Sheen jokes are still cool.

I promise I haven't forgotten this thing. I have thought about things I would like to write, and I even started writing something, but then I felt so overwhelmed that I gave up. Life's like that this semester. Ending law school does funny stuff to your brain. It's not like I have a ton of stuff to do. I don't have cases to read. I don't even have homework. But even just going to class is, like, excruciating. One week, I went to one of my classes on Tuesday, and then I went to a different class on Thursday, but there was NO WAY I was able to go to both classes both days. That's right - my senioritis is such that I cannot even go to more than one class on one day. My life is so hard.

But okay, so I promise, right here, to write something once a week. No excuses. Even if I have nothing to say, I will find something to say, and then I will say it. It's weird because I feel like I'm not even talking to anyone on this thing. I don't know if anyone is paying attention or reading. Maybe no one is even checking this. But the longer I go without writing something, the more guilt I feel over letting down people who probably do not care at all about new content. Maybe I feel like I'm letting myself down, and I'm projecting. But I am not a psych major. I'm just a 3L who can barely get her butt to school these days. If it weren't for ABA attendance policies, I would still be on my couch in my yoga pants. It's not pretty, guys.

You know what is pretty?

Don't be jealz I have a handsome boyfriend plus sweet jewels (from the Icing). And you can't see it here, but my hair? It was rocking. And I did it in about 10 minutes in my bathroom. If you have ever chopped your hair off and had to painstakingly regrow it, you know my joy at being able to style my hair in something other than "down."