Its all official

So its been a big couple of weeks around here, and I'm now official or as my mother calls it "legal". It feels a little weird, but here are the highlights for you all :)

This is what I came in to find at my office the day after bar results came out. They're cute like that at Legal Aid :)

Of course, I hammed it up before signing the "Roll of Attorneys"

Actually signing the Roll of Attorneys

Won't lie, I felt a little like I was being followed around by the paparazzi (if the paparazzi had to stop and ask me how to use the camera)

Missouri Supreme Court judges, notice how they girls and boys are sitting on separate sides. How junior high dance of them ;)

Federal Swearing in ceremony

All done! Time to take cheesy pictures in front of the Supreme Court Building.

The oath. Enough said.

And one more thing to put on the wall

I have a card and everything now. People actually expect me to know things, which is just slightly freaky

Woohoo!!!!!

Yet another drum roll please....

My big brother got engaged!

For those of you who know my oldest brother, this is big news :)

Drum Roll Please....

I passed the bar!!!! (although many of you got a text message to that effect earlier, but I'm so excited!)

No one should be surprised

I broke my toe. 5 weeks into training for a half-marathon.

And I didn't do it playing a sport this time, which makes it even sadder. Instead I accidentally ran into/kicked a free weight on my living room floor. That's what I get for keeping weights in my apartment :(

Existential crisis

Ok, not a real existential crisis. More like a mini-crisis.

I realized today that this is the first time since I was 3 years old that I have not been part of the "back to school" craze. I'm feeling a little weird about the whole thing.

That's all. More to come when I figure out how I feel about this mini-crisis.

Faux blast from the past

For those of you who are familiar with my escapades of law school, you will recognize the following name: Cheeks.

For those of you who don't, lets just say this particular boy lead to an amazingly awkward situation between my roommate 1L year and myself...partially due to the boys behavior and partially due to the extraordinarily thin walls of Fischer Graduate Residence. On the upside, this particular situation did solidify my friendship with Bagel.*

So M and I walk into a bar and sit down to have our import beer (gotta love Charlie Hoopers import night). Its all going fine for the first hour or so; we're chatting and carrying on. And then all the sudden this guy comes up to the table, sets his beer down, and inserts himself into the conversation. At first we found boy (who I shall call Faux Cheeks) slightly amusing, in an "ok, you're a little annoying but we'll laugh at your jokes anyway". I swear, this guy was a dead ringer for Cheeks. So much so that I spent the first 5 minutes of the conversation doing a double take. Not a particularly noteworthy experience except for the following comments/scenarios:

1. Faux cheeks referred to himself as "daddy", while referencing his two dogs. Creepy. Super-creepy.

2. Faux cheeks kept doing what can only be called making his biceps dance. No joke, every couple of minute he would make his biceps twitch. I'm all for working out if you want to, but I had to work REALLY hard not to laugh out loud. I only sort of succeeded. And by sort of, I mean not at all.

3. When Faux cheeks engaged the old (I'm talking post 45 years old) men behind us in a "who can kick higher" contest**

4. He engaged in what I like to call "excessive high-fiving"

5. I kid you not, the song "Save a horse, ride a cowboy" came on and Faux cheeks chugs the rest of his beer, slams it down on the table, and walks out of the bar...to the beat of the song...right at the end. Talk about feeling the need to make a high drama exit.

*And you thought you were in trouble ;)

**Enforcer, even I wasn't that bad.

And thank god, then he went home.

New Digs

Per the request of the Enforcer, I finally have picture of the new digs! You will note that I have not put up anything on the walls yet, but I will soon have the apartment decorated up to Bagel and my apartment standards.* Here's the play by play:

What I see when I walk in the front door (fabulous :)

Where I would eat if I was a classy person**

My kitchen, that I actually cook in

You can tell how old this kitchen and the appliances are by the stove controls....totally old school

The bathroom. Yes, that's right. Its pink***

Since the bathroom is so ugly I felt it deserved two pictures

My bedroom, big kid bed and all. And yes, that is a teddy bear on the bed. His name is Tattered Teddy. I'm not ashamed to admit that I still sleep with a stuffed bear :)

By far the weirdest/creepiest part of the apartment...there are 4 full length mirrors. My landlord seems to think this is a selling point and keeps saying "Well, you're a girl, don't you need mirrors?"****

There's also a pretty kick ass view from the apartment (I'm on the tenth floor and one wall is almost entirely windows), but I couldn't get a decent picture through the glass. I'll work on it cause its totally worth it!

The funniest part of the building I live in is that about 50-75% of the building is really old Jewish women and the building is quite possibly the ugliest baby-blue building there every was, which makes telling people where you live really easy cause everyone in KC knows where it is! Yesterday I got on the elevator with an older woman who lives on my floor, and I asked her how she was doing. Her response, "Good, I woke up this morning. When you're my age, that's all you can ask for!" I laughed pretty hard.

Overall I really like the new place and I'm getting use to have a real person schedule.***** So far I have 7 clients of my very own! I keep oscillating between the thoughts "My own clients, cool!" and a panicked "Oh my god, I'm actually in charge of these cases!" My co-workers are also really nice and I think I'm starting to make some friends at work, which is helpful. I'll write more about work when I can think of something witty to say :)

In other news, I'm running a half-marathon on November 22nd in Overland Park, Kansas. A half marathon in Kansas in November could be very interesting as far as weather is concerned. Stay tuned, however I promise this blog will not become about my training, but be prepared for some bitching about having to run farther than 3 miles, which as luck would have it starts tomorrow.

*Bagel, I may need that weird elephant hanging thing to make the place feel like home.

**I promise if any of you come visit (which you should, I'm a good hostess) I will eat with you at the kitchen table.

***I normally like pink, but this is a really strange shade of pink.

****Everyone who's walked in has made the comment that having that many mirrors in your bedroom is a little kinky. I have to say I agree with them, its a little creepy. And on a side note, no scandalous stories to go along with this apartment yet. There's a reason the blogs called "and then he went home" ;)

*****Bagel, I went to bed at 10PM once last week and it was glorious. I think you may have rubbed off on me...