Wednesday, September 12, 2012

The Law

I was sitting in my class on Monday night... "Research and Writing for Paralegals" and I was listening to my (sortof boring) teacher talk about the law... and I was thinking, "You know, regardless of how boring they try to make it, I love the law".  If Huntsville had a law school, I would enroll.  As it is, there is no way I can commute an hour and a half to the closest one, let alone fit the enormous amount of studying into my schedule, even though I have toyed with the idea. Maybe I will go when my kids grow up.

Until then, I keep studying to be a Legal Assistant and I am coming to love the law.  And here are the reasons I think that is:

1) I love what law is.  Law is "enforceable rules that govern individual and group conduct in a society".
2) Without law, we have anarchy.  I hate anarchy.
3) Though not perfect, U.S. law mostly makes sense and is mostly good. I like things that make sense.
4) It needs people who can analyze it and apply it to issues.  I like to analyze and apply.
5) It needs people who can write about it.  I like to write.
6) The law has its own vocabulary and uses lots of Latin words.  I like being privvy to an exclusive vocabulary.

Some day I will be a great Legal Assistant, unless I decide to remain a Thrift Store Manager.  There are reasons I like thrift stores, too.  Maybe I will tell them to you next time.

Monday, September 10, 2012

Re-purposed Again

If you have known me long, you have seen this piece of furniture before.  :-)  Originally purchased at a thrift store and repainted for my bathroom.... when we moved into the new house, I gave it a fresh coat of white paint and replaced the fabric on the back to match Libby's new room. 

But the story doesn't end there.  Once again, I have been hard at work on this piece.  After buying Libby some new bedroom furniture, I just couldn't part with this shelf thingy because it's been through so much with me.  :-)  And it's just so practical.

So, I went to Wal-mart and Lowe's and got some dark brown paint and a new piece of fabric and...... wa la!  The perfect hutch for my breakfast area. 

Sunday, September 2, 2012


Early one morning I was on my way to get my nails done before work and I needed gas.  The closest gas station to my house is a Texaco station that also doubles as a Dairy Queen and the gas is always the most expensive in town.  I never get gas there.  Not ever.  But I was tempted this particular morning because I wasn't sure if there was another one between my house and Tammy's and I needed gas THAT bad.  Just a couple gallons, I reasoned.  Then I remembered it... yes, there was another gas station- about a mile or so up the road as you go further out into the "country".  An old mom-and-pop type gas station I had never been to. I wasn't even sure if you could use a credit card at the pump.  But, I figured I would give it a try.  Which turned out to be a good decision that morning.  For one, the gas was 14 cents cheaper per gallon- and yes, they took cards at the pump.  It was busy that morning with people on their way to work, but there was a spot for me, so I filled up.  And then I took this silly little picture on my phone because the morning sunlight at the country gas station was very soothing and I weird things give me warm fuzzies.
And then Libby and her friend made this tie-dye cake, which also gave me a little warm fuzzy because I love when Libby is creative.  And it tasted great, too, once they got it frosted.
Other than that, I have been sick and cranky and spending alot of time sleeping.  :-)  Which, if you know me, I like to sleep a good bit, too!