tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46497475579617853572024-03-13T23:51:17.843-07:00What's CrackalackenMusings on Life, Love, Law, and Wiener DogsKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-76969064221076109672013-07-13T11:08:00.002-07:002013-07-13T11:08:48.017-07:00True Life: I'm Taking the BarThere are a lot of things people tell you before, during, and after you take the bar exam. There's the well-meaning advice, the "you'll be fine" or "I'm sure you know more than you think!," as well as the tips on how to pass, and the inevitable comparison to a marathon, not a sprint.<div>
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However, I was not prepared for some unexpected consequences of studying for the bar.</div>
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<li>I lose track of days. Seriously. When you're studying for a test 7 days a weeks, 10-12 hours a day, for two and a half months*, the days tend to run together. "Oh it's the weekend? That's nice- I still have a 3 hours practice exam to take, three 50-page outlines to read, and 2 practice essays to write. Today." (* indicates that is what I <i>should</i> be doing)</li>
<li>You lose track of time. There are days when I start studying at 8 a.m. and then look up and it's 3. This is a good and bad thing. Time splits itself into alternately flying at the speed of light and seemingly going in reverse. The "speeding" typically happens when I take a 30 minute break that inevitably turns into an hour and the reverse happens when I'm watching a 3 hour video "Oh I have to be close to the hour break...nope--just 10 minutes in."</li>
<li>It becomes very easy to trick yourself. I have tricked myself into thinking that going out into public wearing attire that I could easily sleep in is appropriate. I have also tricked myself into believing that makeup is optional...if not unnecessary.</li>
<li>This one is a little harder to admit because I know it makes me sound like a bad person. Taking the bar has led to a severe lack of empathy. It doesn't matter what you tell me is wrong, my first though inevitably is "well at least you're not taking the bar." I'm sorry.</li>
<li>Adding to #5, I have lost all sense of reality. </li>
<li>Adding to #5 and #6, I have lost all sense of sanity.</li>
<li>You become extremely melodramatic. </li>
<li>Taking the bar also makes you feel even more insecure and inept than ever. There were days in law school I just <i>thought</i> I felt like I didn't know anything. And then I began studying for the bar. It's incredible how much one test can make you question your life. You alternate on a daily, sometimes hourly basis between "I'll be alright, I think I'll pass" to "hmmm...what are my career options when I fail the bar? I've always wanted to be a ______."</li>
<li>And lastly, a good consequence-- you find out who your true friends and family are. They are the people that love you, through your insanity and your short-temperedness and your mental and/or emotional breakdowns and they love you regardless and unconditionally. I know it must be so hard to be a friend/spouse/family member/animal/child etc. of a person taking the bar- it must be so frustrating to feel like there is absolutely nothing you can say to make that person feel better. And I'm going to let you in on a secret, there really <i>is</i> nothing you can say that will help. <i>Remember- we are crazy, irrational, dramatic weirdos right now (please see numbers 5-8). There is no rationalizing with us.</i> Just tell them you love them and that you'll always be there for them. Your patience, love, and kindness means more than you will ever know.</li>
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I think it's important to record this moment in my life. I'm sure that as time goes by, studying/taking the bar won't seem so bad (here's to hoping). But this is a moment I do always want to remember. I want to remember these feelings, emotions, doubts, insecurities. These are important. This is a chapter of my life that (hopefully) I won't ever have to return to and a chapter that will (hopefully) let me finally be the person I've been working so hard to become.</div>
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<i>"When you watch someone perform, you're seeing them at the top of their game. When they score the winning point or sell their company for millions--you're seeing them in their moment of glory. What you don't see is the thousands of hours of preparation. You don't see the self doubt, the lost sleep, the lonely nights spent working. You don't see the moment they started. They moment they were just like you, wondering how they could ever be good."</i></div>
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Anyways, this is me, recording my self-doubt and lost sleep. I don't want to forget the moment I started, just like I don't want to forget my moment of glory. </div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-7931198242588528672013-06-22T17:14:00.002-07:002013-06-22T17:14:35.090-07:00Exciting Times & New ChaptersSo no, I didn't forget I had a blog. It has been cray cray around here lately and while I would have loved to "officially" record my memories via my blog, I took the time to just enjoy every moment of the past month. I have many pictures and many wonderful memories that will last a lifetime.<div>
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However, I do want to briefly recap and get us caught up to where we are and share with everyone some very exciting news!</div>
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So, apparently I graduated law school.</div>
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There are so many more people than those in these pictures who helped me get to where I am, and continue to love and support me every day. I love you all and am so very blessed.</div>
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Anyways- the fun part about being in Barbri is nothing. However, we do like to play a game where we try to decide what celebrity the day's Barbri lecturer looks like. So far, we have Stephen Colbert, the boss from Office Space, Paul Harvey (voice not looks), and that main guy from He's Just Not That Into You Justin Long. Anyways, so that's "fun." Regardless, I'm glad I'm in the same boat with all my friends and boyfriend so that we can complain to each other and try to have mercy on the outsiders haha. </div>
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And lastly, Z & I officially know where we will be moving and officially have jobs...</div>
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We are both so excited for this next chapter in our lives. There was a hot second where we weren't sure if we were going to end up in the same town or have to do long distance for awhile. Long distance was always something we knew was a possibility but hoped we wouldn't have to experience again. However, we are both very happy and blessed that the stars aligned and that we both found jobs we're excited for in the same awesome city. We are looking forward to the food, concerts, activities, and "big city" life that Austin has to offer and we are excited that we get to experience it with each other and with some of our closest friends. Official start dates are Sept. 16 and for now, we are slowing beginning the process of hunting for a place to live. We would love any and all advice about the Austin life, where to live, what to do etc.</div>
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Before I sign off, I would also like to ask that you keep in your thoughts and prayers South Fork, Fun Valley, Wolf Creek, Creede, Del Norte, and the many other cities in Colorado that are being affected by some very devastating wildfires. I grew up spending my summers in Fun Valley with my family and friends. My home away from home is being threatened by a dangerous wildfire and because of the dry weather and heat, it's hard for the firefighters to get things under control. They're doing everything they can, but it definitely wouldn't hurt to say a little prayer. Please pray for the firefighters' safety and for some relief to help them contain this devastating fire. </div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-61546761660498803082013-04-23T08:36:00.001-07:002013-04-23T08:36:27.100-07:00The Final CountdownWell after 20 years of homework, pop quizzes, TAKS tests, and finals, I am in my last full week of school. How crazy is that? To think I've been in school all but 5 years of my life and now it is coming to an end. It is so amazing, yet so scary at the same time.<br />
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I'm a very Type-A person. I like to have a plan--not necessarily for the day-to-day activities, but for the future. I like to know where I'm headed next because uncertainty and the unknown tends to <strike>scare the living sh*t</strike> freak me out a little. Law school has helped with this phobia- it has taught me a lot about taking things day by day, to control what you can and let be what you cannot. However, I still appreciate the opportunity to be able to have a future plan.<br />
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This will be my third go-around of graduation yet my first where I don't have any clue as to where I will be in 6 months to a year from now. When I graduated from Abilene High, I knew I was going to be a Red Raider.<br />
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When I graduated from Tech, I knew I was going to Tech Law (thank God).<div>
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<br />And now I'm going through my last round of senioritis (which by the way, is worst than ever before), my last week of school, my last graduation and I'm not quite sure what the future holds. All I know for now is that I have my family, my friends, and my man who love me, support me, and cheer me on <i>every single day</i>. Because of them I have made it this far and because of them, I will make it through the next step into the unknown "real world." You know, the world of work days, maybe 2 weeks of vacation, and no summers...woof.<br />
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So for now, I'm going to enjoy these last few moments of being a student. Of being able to get the student discount at places, of being in class with my friends, of walking the halls of my school carrying a backpack. For now, I'm enjoying and living in the moment. Because in a few short weeks, this moment will be over.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">Blessed are the poor in spirit, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">Blessed are those who mourn, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">for they will be comforted...</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="text Matt-5-14" id="en-NIV-23249"><span class="woj">You are the light of the world.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-23249R" title="See cross-reference R">R</a>)"></sup> A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="text Matt-5-15" id="en-NIV-23250"><span class="woj">Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house." --Matthew 5:3-15</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"> </span></i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After the tragedy in Boston on Monday and West yesterday, I came to the realization, now more than ever I think, that life is so incredibly short. We are not guaranteed a tomorrow, we are not guaranteed anything. We are not guaranteed to finish this path that we have set for ourselves. Life can truly change in an instant. It flies by so fast, that sometimes you miss the miracles and beauty that surrounds you. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I have realized that I have been wishing my life away. Wishing to be done with high school so I can go to Tech, wishing to get into law school, wishing to be engaged (yes I'll admit that #honestmoment #dontjudge) wishing law school was over so I could finally get a job...wishing it all away when what I should have been doing all along was enjoying each moment, the triumphs and failures, the laughter, love, and tears, that are part of life. Those moments, those people, that make your life what is it, that make you who you are and who you will become. </span><br />
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It's so easy to get wrapped up in the details of your own life...to get upset or frustrated at all the things going wrong. For instance, this morning I couldn't find my glasses, spilled coffee on my computer, ran late for class, then got so frustrated with one of my teachers I wanted to stab myself in the eye. I also have the underlying 25 page paper to write and my two finals to study for. These are my "problems" that I stress and bitch about.<br />
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And then I found out a good friend of mine has stage 4 pancreatic cancer that has moved to her aorta.<br />
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And that, ladies and gentleman, is what you call "perspective."<br />
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Finding out someone has cancer really puts my little nuances into perspective. It also makes me extremely thankful for the things I have. It makes me thankful that my family has insurance so that I can have glasses. It makes me thankful that I have a computer and can afford coffee. It makes me thankful that I am in law school and have the opportunity to have class to be late to and to write papers for. It makes me thankful that I have the ability to study for classes and the opportunity to learn.<br />
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I lead such a blessed, amazing life, full of so many wonderful people. It's so important to realize what I have and to just... be happy, joyous and <i>thankful</i> for everything. So, I ask of you two things: 1. I ask you to always be thankful, not just in November, but always, and 2. I ask you to please pray for my friend.<br />
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<br />Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-61662961060818248642012-11-11T17:45:00.000-08:002012-11-11T17:45:40.301-08:00Dear Weekend, Thanks for Blowing. My. Mind.So weekends are alway typically better than weekdays. No work/school, football, sleeping later and some time to catch up with the DVR. Even if there's homework...weekends are just better.<br />
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Even though Thursday was my last day at work, I always take Friday's off. I don't have any classes and I never worked on Fridays. Friday was my day off. The day I could just relax, sleep in, and not have Income Tax :) So Fridays are always nice. Z and I decided to celebrate our 4-year anniversary on Friday night (even though Saturday the 10th is the official day) because one of our besties (yes "our" because we both love her) birthday was Saturday. So we went and ate steak and had a wonderful nice night out to ourselves on Friday.<br />
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So Saturday, my parents came in to watch the last Texas Tech home game against Kansas. I always love when my parents come in. As I said, I've been having<a href="http://whatscrackalacken.blogspot.com/2012/11/its-ok-thursdays.html" target="_blank"> major homesickness</a> so it's therapeutic and just...nice to have them here for the weekend. Anyways, Saturday was nice because:<br />
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We decided instead of doing a traditional wine-of-the-month club for a year, me and my two other friends chose 4 months and decorated the bottles accordingly. I did Oct-Jan. The pictures on the top and bottom are the bottles, the one on the left is me K and her bf J. The middle is the Consonants :). </div>
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And my parents finally told me the big secret they've been planning for awhile. A few weeks ago they hinted they had officially planned my graduation present but gave me NO HINTS. By the way... I love hints. I love getting and giving hints---to the point of where I eventually just give away the present. I'm the worst present-secret keeper which works well for those I'm giving presents to. I just get so excited.<br />
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So on Saturday my parents told me about my graduation present. They made this book and gave it to me.<br />
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So YES! Aug 6-15 we will be eating fish and chips and french bread with wine until we can't eat anymore. I am so excited. I have the most wonderful parents and I am so looking forward to making some wonderful, once-in-a-lifetime experiences with them. </div>
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The Cowboys won and I got to spend most of the day with my parents, just our little threesome. I truly cherish those moments with them. We chatted and planned our European vacay, ate McAllisters (typical Sunday lunch), got some honey-do's done around the house, and just lounged. It was wonderful. I love them so.</div>
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So that was my weekend, filled with love, celebrations, family, and friends. I hope you all had wonderful weekends too. With all the excitement, it's important to remember that without our veterans, we wouldn't be able to have the freedoms we sometimes take for granted. Please take a moment and thank the veterans you know and send up a prayer/thoughts for all the veterans that have come before us and will come after us. We are such a blessed nation, and it's because of them we can live the lives we do.</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-29303672944917068992012-11-08T09:11:00.000-08:002012-11-08T09:11:50.369-08:00It's OK Thursdays<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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That I absolutely love trash T.V. (<em>See</em> Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, Long Island Medium, SYTTD)</div>
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Well poppies (I'm pretty sure that's a term used in <em>Pirates of the Caribbean</em>) I hope you are all having a lovely Thursday and an even more wondermous Friday and a fabulous weekend. I would love to hear what's "OK" with you today...or any day for that matter :)</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-8132600755559836932012-10-24T06:57:00.002-07:002012-10-24T06:57:29.411-07:00Not Exactly the Type of Advice I Was Looking For...As I'm beginning the job search, I'm talking to lawyers and trying to get helpful advice about how to enter the profession, what advice do you have about becoming an estate planning/probate lawyer etc. I feel like for the most part, these chats have been very informative and a great way to meet people. <div>
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Me: I'm a 3L at Texas Tech. I'm so excited to almost be done blah blah blah and I want to practice estate planning and probate law</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-78985492275888654402012-10-22T12:59:00.001-07:002012-10-22T12:59:06.555-07:00Wreck 'Em Texas Tech!I love everything about Texas Tech. I bleed red & black. I know some of you don't understand this, just like I don't understand the <strike>cult</strike> tradition-rich culture that is A&M or why people would voluntarily wear burnt orange, but what I do understand is school-spirit and y'all, nothing makes me more school-spirited than football.<br />
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If you lived next door to me on Saturday afternoon, you probably thought Zach was murdering me in the house from all the screaming and cursing I was doing during the TTU v. TCU football game. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then you need to watch college football a little more but I'll do you a solid and provide a quick recap:<br />
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Linking up with <a href="http://illlegallyblonde.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Lynn over at Illegally Blonde</a> and <a href="http://www.brunchwithamber.com/" target="_blank">Amber at Brunch with Amber</a> for "It's OK" Thursdays. Enjoy lovies!<br />
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To wish that <a href="http://www.reporternews.com/news/2012/oct/17/abilenians-charged-with-crimes-against-elderly/" target="_blank">Jo Ellen Jarrell and Judge Elliott Smith III of Abilene</a>, Texas both eventually enter the seventh-circle of Hell after Jarrell abused her 81-year-old patient by stuffing paper towels in his mouth to keep him from talking while hitting him in the face and twisting his nose and ears, and Smith charged an elderly woman $11,400 for lawn services, only costing approximately $175. There are few things in this world that completely enrage me, including but not limited to elder abuse and animal abuse. </div>
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That I'm also extremely upset that <a href="http://www.reporternews.com/news/2012/oct/17/just-abilenes-planned-parenthood-clinic-shut-down/?partner=popular" target="_blank">Abilene's Planned Parenthood location is shutting down</a> due to lack of funding and that people are happy for it. According to <a href="http://www.plannedparenthood.org/files/PPFA/fact_ppservices_2010-09-03.pdf" target="_blank">statistics from 2010</a>, 97% of Planned Parenthood's activites are not abortion-related and by advocating against Planned Parenthood, it is also advocating against men and women recieving health-care services and health and sex education.</div>
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That I was late to work because I absolutely needed a Pumpkin Spice Latte.</div>
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That I am so excited to go wedding dress shopping for my bride-to-be friend tonight.</div>
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That I want to just stay home in my jams and watch Disney movies, SYTTD, and Ghost Adventures with the Wiener and the Bogie. </div>
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To enjoy and appreciate the presidential debates but wish they did not cancel The New Girl and The Mindy Project.</div>
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<em>What's OK with you this week? Link up lovies and have a wonderful day!</em>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-82833713300604633542012-09-27T06:43:00.000-07:002012-09-27T06:43:20.637-07:00Crock Pot Turkey ChiliAs I told you <a href="http://whatscrackalacken.blogspot.com/2012/09/im-so-excited.html" target="_blank">Tuesday</a>, today I'm busting out the ol' crock pot and making some chili for Frito pies tonight. Just want to give a quick shout out to the weather, as it's supposed to be only 79 today with clouds and storms. Perfect. Fall. Weather.<br />
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Anyways, because I love this recipe and I've gotten some good reviews from it, (this is a big deal btw because I don't typically cook unless it involves a crock pot or microwave), I thought I'd share the recipe with you all so you can enjoy it during the fall/winter seasons.<br />
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<br />Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-21992348078801729622012-09-25T06:43:00.000-07:002012-09-25T06:43:49.228-07:00I'm So Excited!OK so first off, I want to thank you ALL for the unexpected (but really appreciated) love and support after my last <strike>semi-</strike>depressing post about jobs. I love you all and I knew I kept you guys around for a reason :)<br />
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Second, because of that depressing job rant, I want to follow it up with things happening this week that make me <i>so. excited.</i><br />
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<li><a href="http://www.fox.com/new-girl/" target="_blank">The 2-Episode New Girl premier tonight! </a> I love me some New Girl and I have been <strike>patiently</strike> waiting for season 2. It makes Tuesdays bearable. Especially since the train-wreck that is <a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/shows/dance-moms" target="_blank">Dance Moms</a> ended last week.</li>
<li><a href="http://abc.go.com/shows/greys-anatomy" target="_blank">Grey's Anatomy</a> starts Thursday. Fall TV is back y'all</li>
<li>I get to see TWO of my best friends this week. My friend Jennabeth over at <a href="http://ofalongbook.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Of A Long Book</a> gets here tomorrow and Cara will be here Thursday night. SoExCiTeD</li>
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<li>Actually number 5. <a href="http://www.southplainsfair.com/" target="_blank">South Plains Fair</a> this weekend. Ready for some fried-everything and funnel cakes (which are also fried FYI).</li>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-56424507201839556602012-09-20T08:29:00.000-07:002012-09-20T08:29:59.954-07:00When You Want Something Too Much....You typically don't get it. Or you get it and it's not as wonderful or perfect as it seemed on paper. I think when you want something too much, that thing realizes it, sees how desperate you are, is turned off, and goes with someone who is much more indifferent. And this is called rejection. Which is what I experienced this morning.<br />
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Yes, so this is me, <a href="http://whatscrackalacken.blogspot.com/2012/08/can-you-handle-rejection-well.html" target="_blank">handling rejection.</a> Whether I'm handling it "well", I don't know, I guess that's subjective. I mean, I made myself get dressed, put on makeup, go to school and then later I'm going to work...when all I really wanted to do is stay home in my jams with Otto and Bogie and watch T.V. all day. I know some of you may think I'm overreacting. And I'm sure I am. I mean, everyone gets rejected from a job. I think this is just my "welcome to the real world and the job application process" rotten fruit-basket gift. But <i>man</i>, I really wanted this job. It was perfect on paper, but apparently, not meant for me. I'm going to be honest here, I had a feeling. The company I was applying for an interview with had only 7 interview slots available and I found out that 12 people applied. When I heard that, I just kind of knew I wouldn't be getting an interview. I really don't blame them. They had to cut down the applicants to 7 and the only real way to do this was apparently, by grades. Especially because they wanted you to be in a certain percentile of your class. I had the real-world experience, I just didn't have the grades. So is life.<br />
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I love having my boyfriend in law school with me. He keeps me sane and I honestly don't think I could have made it through taking the LSAT, applying, and the first two years without him and his love and support. That being said, there are some hard things about being in law school and going in to the same profession together. Zach got really good news from the job he applied to. And I am so proud of him. Good news for him is good news for us as a couple and I am so excited and happy that all of his hard work is paying off. But this happens a lot in our relationship I feel like. One of us gets good news and the other doesn't, so it sort of ruins the moment. I'm not trying to be a party-pooper here, but the "bad news" end falls on me more often than not. And so when he tells me his good news and I come back and bust his balloon with my bad news, it's just hard...and I think that's more what is upsetting me instead of the thought I didn't getting an interview. That I can't come back with good news too and we can both celebrate instead of me putting a damper on Zach's news and him having to be supportive of me, instead of us just both being excited. Anyways, Zach has <i>never</i> been anything but loving and supportive and always says the right things to make me feel better. And when I'm upset he realizes it's not me being upset with him or less proud or excited of him, and for that I'm glad and extremely grateful, because I would hate for him to think that my tears or frustration is with his success, and not solely with my failure. It's a weird feeling to be so happy and so mad at the same time. I know I couldn't do this without him and as I've said and I'll say it again, Zach is so wonderful, supportive, and loving. And for that I am so lucky and blessed and glad that he's mine <3<br />
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So, anyways, the job search continues. Thank you for all of your love and support and words of kindness. I feel like we're all in the job search thing together so good luck to all of you searching for a job, because it sucks. And for those of you who have jobs or have found jobs or have interviews for jobs, I am honestly <em>so</em> proud of you all. And remember, if someone doesn't want to hire you, it's their loss. And they're lame.<br />
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-70305391073636477112012-09-16T17:12:00.000-07:002012-09-16T17:12:40.419-07:00I Honestly Have Nothing To Say...<br />
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Also, prayers appreciated as I should find out Wednesday whether I have to <a href="http://whatscrackalacken.blogspot.com/2012/08/can-you-handle-rejection-well.html" target="_blank">handle rejection well</a> or not :)<br />
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-89641980587922132802012-08-29T13:49:00.002-07:002012-08-29T13:51:17.230-07:00Can You Handle Rejection Well?I was asked this question a few days ago by a professor I really admire at the law school during a conversation we were having about jobs.<br />
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Me: I'm thinking about applying for this job but they require you to be in the top x% of my class. What do you think my chances are of even getting an interview?<br />
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Professor: Well, how close are you to the top x%?<br />
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Me: Um...not. But I have really great practical, real-world experiences (explain real world experience to him at this point) that I think help me stand out in other ways.<br />
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<i>What?</i> Can I handle rejection well? I mean, of course I laughingly responded yes. I felt like telling him, <i>well I've made it to my last year in law school, so apparently I can.</i> But what kind of question/answer is that? What does that even mean? Does anyone ever handle rejection "well?" I mean, I'm pretty sure that even the most successful person, when confronted with rejection, isn't like:<br />
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And besides that, I guess I was hoping more for a "oh man Katie you're an excellent candidate. I would think you have a great chance of getting an interview. In fact, let me just call them and tell them to go ahead and hire you with a $30,000 signing bonus and a new car." Well...<i>maybe</i> not all of that. The signing bonus and car are negotiable. But anyways, I guess that I was able to handle my professor's semi-rejection "well?" I mean, nervous/appalled laughter is one way of doing it...<br />
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Anyways, rejection is a sad, but necessary part of life. And I think the more you get rejected, the better you learn how to outwardly handle it "well" by smiling politely as you're inwardly flipping them the bird.<br />
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So. Moral of this story I'm going to apply for that job and pray they can see past the grade thing to how awesome of a human being I am. As they say, I have more of a chance of getting the job if I apply, than if I don't.<br />
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<br />Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-73107046705127069922012-08-24T09:52:00.003-07:002012-08-24T09:52:47.664-07:00What...a WhirlwindSo things have been crazy around here the past couple of weeks and, believe it or not, all good crazy. So here is a mashup of all of life's little highlights.<br />
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<li><a href="http://picosaranch.com/main/index.php" target="_blank">Picosa Ranch </a>(about 45min from San Antonio). Described as "the ultimate solution for a remote getaway" and "a true luxury experience"and man, it did not disappoint. The staff, accommodations, <i>food</i>, experience was so phenomenal. The best I can describe it is a vacation where you can plan your own vacation. You could hunt, shoot guns, go on a safari to see all of the animals on their 3,000-acre property, fish, ride horses, swim, drink, eat, drink, eat, swim, drink and eat. But seriously :) It was awesome and I would suggest anyone and everyone to make it a point to go. But while we were there, I did a few things I had never done before...such as</li>
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<li>So after getting back from vacation, we all hit the ground running as our 3L (read "last year of law school HOLLA!") year began. Thank the Lord, Joseph, Mary and baby Jesus. I look at the first-year students and just feel terrible for them/really thankful that's not me haha. I know 3L year will have it's own problems (finding a job, taking the bar etc) but it's such a fun, new exciting chapter that we are all starting and I'm looking forward to it!!</li>
<li>On the topic of school, I <i>finally </i>got my class ring in!!!! 6 years in the making people.</li>
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<li>I got my second A of law school. I know, I know, bragging about grades but seriously, an A in law school (for me) is like finding a four-leaf clover on top of a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow while a leprechaun rides a unicorn around. So I feel like when this rare occasion/scene happens, I like to share it :)</li>
<li>Lastly, I got to be a real lawyer today. As part of my job with Legal Aid of NorthWest Texas, I had a client who wanted to change her last name. Today, I represented her (by myself) in court and petitioned the Court (by myself) to change her last name, which he did! She walked out with a new last name, and I walked out having won my first case :) It's a good day y'all.</li>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-36929408423758853302012-08-03T18:36:00.001-07:002012-08-03T20:04:28.336-07:00My Two Cents...For What It's WorthSo. I'm going to tackle Chick-Fil-A, Christianity, social matters, and maybe a little politics. Just because it sounds like fun. You have been warned. Stop reading now if you want to.<br />
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I am a Christian and I also believe in gay marriage.<br />
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How is this possible? How can I believe what the Bible says and still think that gay marriage is OK? That sinning is OK? I believe this is possible because I can't imagine God not wanting His children to be happy. I can't honestly believe, in my heart, that God would create His children, in His image, and create them to love someone of the same sex, and then condemn them. All sins are the same in God's eyes: lying is the same as murder is the same as coveting is the same as marrying someone of the same sex. God created us with the power to love others, and honestly, I think God has become a little more "hip" in His older age and has done what a lot of people have done nowadays. He has come to view people marrying those of the same sex not as "immoral" but as just another expression of love.<br />
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OK so moving on. As strongly as I believe that everyone should be allowed to get married, I also understand that there are people who don't believe that for whatever reason. I don't agree with that view, but I'm not going to bash you and/or judge you. That's one of the most beautiful/awful things about this country, that people are allowed to say things (like our soldiers are dying because of gay people) and do things (like burn our flag), all in the name of free speech. You are allowed to believe what you believe, and I'm not going to judge you for it, just like you shouldn't judge those who believe different from you. It's a different view on life. The end.<br />
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Chick-Fil-A. While you have tasty food, and I am OK with every company having their own beliefs and values, I am NOT OK with that company taking my money and using it to prevent people from getting married. Let me be clear-- you can have whatever belief system you want as a person and as a company, and if that was all this was, I would still eat at Chick-Fil-A, but the fact that the president of the company has donated millions of dollars to lobbyist groups, including Focus on the Family, a group advocating "traditional marriage," I do not want to directly or indirectly support that cause with my money. So, I love you, but I hate what giving my money to you would mean. I won't miss your shakes and waffle fries that much. So before you go eat at Chick-Fil-A, please think about where your money could go and if you're OK with what you are supporting.<br />
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So, let's just have a law that enables equality. Like I posted earlier, don't like gay marriage, don't like abortion, don't like sex before marriage, awesome. That's fine. Don't do it. Just let it be your belief, but don't let your beliefs disable others from having the same rights and freedoms that you have. Let's try having a little empathy, America. How would you feel if you couldn't marry the person you loved? How would you feel if you were considered a second-class citizen? How would you feel if you were discriminated against because of the way you were born? How about we focus on how to not have a terrible economy? Or maybe improving our unemployment rate so that we can get back to work? Or finding a cure for Alzheimer's or cancer or Parkinson's? How about we focus on more important stuff and<i> just let people be.</i> Why is that<i> so</i> hard?<br />
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Marriage inequality is the "black/white segregation" of our generation. We look back at slavery and segregation and are appalled by what our ancestors thought and did. That is how our kids and grandkids will be with us. There will be a day when our children will not know marriage inequality. And they will look back on this time with the same shock we have when we look back on slavery. It is the same concept, discriminating against someone because of how they were born, because of something they can't help, because of who they are. It is treating someone as a second-class citizen because they're gay, just as we treated African Americans as second-class citizens because of their skin. I cannot believe, in the 21st century, when we have come so far in so many areas, that we still have so far to go.<br />
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It breaks my heart to know there are people out there who can't marry the person they love. It breaks my heart that people are denied a family with the person they love. But we will keep fighting, and one day, we will all be able to marry who we love.<br />
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<li>I confess that I am over my "ombre" hair did. I have officially made a hair appt in a couple of weeks to be a brunette again and I almost can't wait</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;">Just click -> <a href="http://www.google.com/search?client=safari&rls=en&q=dog+with+eyebrows&oe=UTF-8&um=1&ie=UTF-8&hl=en&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&ei=VmH_T8TNNKiG2gW2tsCrBA&biw=1344&bih=672&sei=WGH_T4uBN6es2wW8ufW-BA" style="font-size: 13px;" target="_blank">dogs with eyebrows</a>. You're welcome.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">
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<br /></div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-77349078793982614512012-07-10T08:43:00.001-07:002012-07-10T10:41:43.767-07:00What's So Terrific About Tuesdays?This is basically going to be a post of things making me happy because there's really nothing exciting about Tuesdays. You don't get to make any naughty references to Tuesdays (please see Hump Day Wednesdays), it's not on the downhill slide to Friday (lemme holla atcha Thursday) and, of course, it's not Friday (Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday). <br />
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So, to make you feel a little more excited about <em>your</em> Tuesday:<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWzvUmA3rg/T_xFjCYGbHI/AAAAAAAAANo/iOFItisX7f4/s1600/dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img $ca="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWzvUmA3rg/T_xFjCYGbHI/AAAAAAAAANo/iOFItisX7f4/s1600/dance.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One awesome thing about Tuesdays. But really...who doesn't love this show</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can't even handle how hilarious this is</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Preach</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As we all know I have a <a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/m/3449101/494129036/a/0/aHR0cCUzQSUyRiUyRndoYXRzY3JhY2thbGFja2VuLmJsb2dzcG90LmNvbSUyRjIwMTIlMkYwNiUyRmZyaWRheS1jb25mZXNzaW9uYWwuaHRtbA==" target="_blank">serious addiction to nail polish</a>. And who doesn't love The Office (pre-Steve Carell leaving of course). So, who has two thumbs and can't resist buying this entire line, this girl.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Story of my life any time I leave Lubbock</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Makes any day a little better</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">who knows why this is so hilarious</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7tDamB6vX8/T_xLwJNuw9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/jw2EDNxacA0/s1600/dog.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img $ca="true" border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7tDamB6vX8/T_xLwJNuw9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/jw2EDNxacA0/s320/dog.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">srsly who couldn't have a good day with these two around</td></tr>
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And last but <em>certainly</em> not least...<br />
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Looking forward to celebrating Hump Day with everyone but until then, have a Terrific Tuesday y'all.<br />
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Laters Baby ;)<br />
xKKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-67035978005600093682012-06-22T15:15:00.001-07:002012-06-22T15:15:41.572-07:00Friday ConfessionalLinking up with <a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/m/1405874/493781014/b/1405874/aHR0cCUzQSUyRiUyRnd3dy5ibG9uZGVhbWJpdGlvbmJsb2cuY29tJTJGMjAxMiUyRjA2JTJGY29uZmVzc2lvbmFsLWZyaWRheS1saW5rLXVwXzIyLmh0bWw=" target="_blank">A Blonde Ambition</a> for Friday Confessional!<br />
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<li>I am hating all things electronic right now. My internet on my computer is going incredibly slow, my e-mail isn't working, my Kindle broke (after 1.5 years of having it and only using it during the summers), my phone won't send texts....it's like I'm in a black hole aka 1990</li>
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<li>I was crazy busy at work this morning and felt like the proverbial chicken with my head cut off...but I <i>loved</i> it! I went from 0 clients to 4. Next week is going to be awesome/crazy/awesome. Also, I had to sign a client letter that one of our secretaries printed out for me and she made my signature: Katie McCracken, <i>Attorney at Law</i></li>
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And even though I told her that "I'm just a law student with a temporary bar card" she <i>did not change it.</i> It's so much fun pretending to be a lawyer haha.
<li>I am really loving working at Legal Aid...and not just because they put my signature "Katie McCracken, Attorney at Law."</li>
<li>I think I have a problem buying nail polish. I just love it. My current color: </li>
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<li>And my last, biggest confession, I am just now being able to recite all of the current United States Supreme Court Justices by name and political affiliation. I know, <i>I KNOW</i>, I'm in law school...I read their opinions many times a day for nine months of the year...blah blah blah. Anyways I see your point (and by "your" I'm mainly referring to one particular person). So, without further ado, ladies and gentleman, I present to you the nine current Supreme Court Justices by name and political affiliation. I pinky swear I am not looking them up as I type: </li>
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From left to right: Thomas, conservative; Sotomayor, liberal; Scalia, conservative; Breyer, liberal</div>
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Roberts, conservative; Alito, conservative; Kennedy, swing vote; Kagan, liberal; Ginsburg, liberal<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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Whoa. Have I been a bad blogger. Here are the highlights from the last two months to get us updated and hopefully, now I will be a less-absentee blogger.<br />
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<li>Second year of law school is OvEr!!! Whoever said that second year is easier was wrong. and dumb. and their pants <i>should</i> be on fire... actually all of their pairs of pants should be burnt. Anyways, I think the best way to describe the past two years of law school is: First year, they scare you to death. Second year, they work you to death. Regardless, I have been scared to death, worked to death, and now I'm looking forward to be "bored to death" as a 3L!!</li>
<li>I made my first A in law school! YAY! </li>
<li>I began my externship with <a href="http://www.lanwt.org/" target="_blank">Legal Aid of NorthWest Texas in Lbk</a>. My first day was this past Tuesday and I will be working there all summer. I am excited because Supervisor assigned me my own case. I will be working with Client from the beginning of the case to the end of the case. I will be interviewing Client, writing Client's will, and composing Client's advance directive and durable power of attorney. Since I have decided I want to focus on estate planning, wills and trusts, and elder law, I am extremely excited for this learning opportunity and I am also scared to death because I have <i>no idea</i> what I am doing haha. </li>
<li>Zach and I went on the most bomb.com vacay ever. We, along with several other families including Zach's Dad and his Step-Mom island hopped through the Abaco Islands in the Bahamas for about 10 days. Here are some high/interesting points from the trip</li>
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<li>We were able to visit several locations, many of which were only accessible by boat.</li>
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<li>Great Guana Cay</li>
<li>Treasure Cay (top 10 most beautiful beach)</li>
<li>Hope Town</li>
<li>Marsh Harbour</li>
<li>Baker's Bay</li>
<li>Great Turtle Cay</li>
<li>Little Abaco</li>
<li>Elbow Cay</li>
<li>New Plymouth</li>
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<li>*interesting notes:</li>
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<li>"Cay" is pronounced "key"</li>
<li>Bahamans drive on the left side of the road </li>
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<li>We were on a Moorings 4600 Catamaran which was phenomenal. It had 4 bedrooms and 4 baths, indoor living and outdoor living, and (my favorite part) a trampoline-mesh area at the front where you could lay out over the water, read your book, and get a tan</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And some starfishies</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Always have a snorkel-buddy :)</td></tr>
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<li>One interesting point in the trip....At <a href="http://www.petespubandgallery.com/" target="_blank">this bar</a> I was attacked by Noseeums also called Sand Fleas. I will not post pictures but I had bites from my toes to my forehead. Zach and I counted and I had 135...<i> on one leg</i>.</li>
<li>We got to see some amazing sunsets</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset a Baker's Bay</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset at Great Guana Cay</td></tr>
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<li>And I was able to share it all with some pretty amazing people</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nauti-Buoy Crew<br />From Left: Bill and Judy, Dennis and Ana, Zach and Me, Angie and Bob</td></tr>
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Sadly, besides finals, work and the vacay, not much else has gone on since the last post. It has been an amazing start to Summer 2012 so far and I'm looking forward to what else it has in store. Until next time!</div>
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<3 K</div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-45418428109406389472012-04-20T07:33:00.000-07:002012-04-20T07:33:47.600-07:00Friday ConfessionalToday, I'm linking up with Leslie over at <a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/m/1405874/444848526/b/1405874/aHR0cCUzQSUyRiUyRnd3dy5ibG9uZGVhbWJpdGlvbmJsb2cuY29tJTJGMjAxMiUyRjA0JTJGY29uZmVzc2lvbmFsLXRodXJzZGF5ZnJpZGF5LWxpbmstdXAuaHRtbA==" target="_blank">A Blonde Ambition</a> for my Friday Confessional.<br />
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As Leslie said, "here are my very deep and complex thoughts for the week."<br />
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<li>Today is my last day of work at The Firm and I'm really kind of sad about it. I admit, working in a law firm doing research on legal issues doesn't sound like much fun to a lot of people, but I have really loved it. It has been such a great learning experience. I'm so thankful for my lawyers who have been so amazing and helpful and <strong><em><u>patient</u></em></strong> with me. They have taught me more about the law in the month I've been here than many professors in the 6 months I have them for a class.</li>
<li>Yesterday I got to meet with a client. I had been researching her issue for the past few weeks and my lawyer let me sit in on the meeting with her and actually get to talk to her about the things I'd found regarding her issue. It. Was. AWESOME! My first client meeting. Oh the little things :)</li>
<li>To keep with the subject of law, I really have no idea what I want to do post-grad. It's changed so many times. Sometimes I'm envious of those people who have known from the beginning (Mr. G--the boyfriend). I've gone from Sports Law to Commercial Law, to Copyright Law, and now I'm kind of in the estate planning/wills and trust area (which, granted I've always kind of been interested in) but I think I've decided on civil law and not criminal. The Firm has really helped decide that</li>
<li>I miss being tan</li>
<li>I'm looking forward to summer and having lazy Sunday nights with nothing to do</li>
<li>I don't understand the point of the iPad</li>
<li>I would give my pinky toe for some Luby's Fried Fish, Mac & Cheese, and Fruit Salad. I mean, really, what does the pinky toe really do in the big scheme of things</li>
<li>I have five finals. They are 2.5 weeks away. I just realized this.</li>
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So now that I've realized how close finals are and how little studying I have accomplished, I am off to go be academically-productive. Hope you all had a great weekend and a F-A-B-Fabulous weekend!!<br />
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<3Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-64013300056473047972012-04-16T08:19:00.000-07:002012-04-16T08:19:36.299-07:00I'd Like To Thank The AcademyIt's official--I feel like a semi-legit blogger! I was so surprised to see that I was nominated for my very first blog award. I would like to thank Lynn @ <a href="http://illlegallyblonde.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Illegally Blonde</a> for this nomination. Lynn is one of my many inspirations to start the whole blogging thing. If you haven't visited her site, get over there! Legal advice, fashion advice, and funny stories. What more could you want?<br />
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So more about this award.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't even have a speech prepared!</td></tr>
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Here are the rules:<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Each Nominee Should</b><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">:</span></span></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">1. Nominate 15 fellow bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">2. Add an image of the Versatile Blogger Award</span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">. <u>check</u></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">3. Thank the blogger who nominated you in a post with a link to their site <u>check</u></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">4. Share seven completely random facts about yourself</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">5. Include this set of rules <u>check</u></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">6. Inform each nominated blogger of their nomination</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><b>Ok so seven random facts </b></span></span><br />
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">I am deathly terrified of tornados </span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">I wear my watch on my right and and I'm right handed</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">I used to want to be a teacher because I liked writing on the overhead</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">Legends of the Hidden Temple was the first show I ever watched on Nickelodeon </span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">I competed in a <strike>pageant </strike> scholarship program in high school</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">I have an unhealthy obsession with Luby's Cafeteria. Seriously. I actually e-mailed an executive of the corporation to see if I could be on their legal team. HIRE ME LUBY'S!!</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">I spent a whole day during seventh grade learning all of the lyrics to the song "Baby Got Back" </span></span></li>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><b>I don't know 15 bloggers yet but I will nominate as many as I can!!</b></span></span></div>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">Tanner @ <a href="http://tannerbananer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Tanner Bananer</a></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">Hatsie @ <a href="http://www.tworecipesblog.com/" target="_blank">Two Recipes</a></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;">Katie @ <a href="http://katiegalusha.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Our Happily Ever After</a></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Cousine; font-size: x-small;">Taylor @ <a href="http://taylornorris.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Goings on in Texas</a></span></li>
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Wow. Four. Sad. Anyways......Thanks again Lynn for the nomination and as she said, "go forth bloggers and nominate away!"</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cousine; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br /></span></span></span></span>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-79103258192318717702012-04-11T11:48:00.001-07:002012-04-11T12:16:58.993-07:00Three Ways a Driver's License Can Make You Feel OldSo I got my new driver's license in the mail the other day. Most of the time people just focus on whether or not they look good in their picture and pray they look decent enough so they can just renew their license online and not have to go back to the DMV...ever....again...<br />
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Anyways, there are three things I noticed about my DL when I got it in, none of which were my photo (not saying my photo is the most spectacular thing in the world...but <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjQtzV9IZ0Q" target="_blank">it'll do</a>). And these three things further reinforced that yes, I am officially in my mid-twenties and the age train isn't slowing down any time soon.<br />
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So...here they are...the three things on my DL that made me feel old<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">1. The Yellow Arrow</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;">-- this is my first sideways driver's license. Meaning that yes, I'm old enough to have a sideways driver's license.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: cyan;">2. The Blue Arrow</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span class="Apple-style-span">-- </span><span class="Apple-style-span">so, this expiration date seemed pretty inconspicuous originally. But then I somehow managed to do the math (feat in and of itself) and realized how old I will be when this thing expires.....THIRTY. 3-0. I will be <u style="font-weight: bold;">thirty years old</u>. Woof.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta;">3. The Pink Arrow</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;">-- Why, yes, that <i>is </i>a restriction on my driver's license. Basically, it means that not only am I old, but I'm also "blind" according to the I-am-the-DMV-lady-I-know-all-and-therefore-I-know-you-are-blind. But really, I'm not <i>that</i> blind. And it's only my left eye. Distance is just a smidge blurry. Anyways, when I went to the DMV to renew my license, I had to take the vision test. I didn't have a problem reading 98% of line 5, except for the left side where I probably missed 2/3 out of 15 letters. Anyways, apparently I'm blind now because I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">missed two to three letters out of 15 total letters on line five with one eye and the letters were smaller than this. </span>I mean...come on. Those letters were probably a size .5 font. On the highway, those letter are like <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">THIS BIG. </span>And, when I'm driving, I'm not typically driving with one eye shut (most of the time). <i>Anyways, I digress</i>. I'm not blind. I do not need glasses to drive. Even though my license and that lady claim I am blind, and I do need glasses. And by the way, I have only needed glasses since I started law school. I used to have perfect vision....when I was younger...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;">So. There you have it. The three ways my DL makes me feel older than <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Methuselah" target="_blank">Methuselah</a> (a saying my Meemaw always says and I feel is fairly appropriate). Yes yes yes, I know I'm not <i>that</i> old. Just 24. Whatever. I have a sideways DL, I'm practically 30, and I'm "blind."</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><br /></span>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4649747557961785357.post-18812734718804361982012-04-01T16:14:00.000-07:002012-04-01T16:14:17.569-07:00My First Few Days of Being 24Happy April Fool's Day!! Can you believe it's already April? Nope. Anyways, just want to make a note that I absolutely <u style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">hate</u> April Fool's. I don't like tricks, pranks, or foolery of any kind. There have been three April Fool's Days I want to quickly share:<div>
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<u>April 1, 2006</u>- my dad, the police officer at my high school, and my vice principal all conspired together to make it seem like my car had been stolen from the parking lot.</div>
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<u>April 1, 2009</u>- Zach and I were doing long distance at the time. So he left one night to drive from LBK to Galveston and right before he left, I told him to watch out for deer. About 30 minutes later, I get a call from an 806 number (I am Zach's emergency contact) saying that it was an administrator from University Medical Center saying that Zach had been in a car accident with a deer and was on his way to the E.R. So I sped to the E.R. and there was Zach with flowers. Ha. Ha. Ha. <i>sooooo</i> funny.</div>
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April 1, 2010- actually a good April Fool's Day, when I got the phone call that I was accepted to Texas Tech School of Law :)</div>
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Anyways, I'm staying inside today and not believing anything <i>anyone</i> says/does to me today.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thank you Someecards for adequately expressing my feelings of April Fool's Day</td></tr>
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So moving on... here's a recap of the past weeks birthday celebrations:</div>
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Wednesday was wonderful. A big "thank you" goes out to everyone who called, texted, facebooked, sent cards, and yes, even sang to me during Family Law class. I really felt so very special and it was all because of my sweet family, boyfriend, and friends. I don't know if I mentioned this, but Zach had a big surprise planned for Wednesday night. We went and ate at <a href="http://www.mannabreadandwine.com/" target="_blank">Manna Bread & Wine in Lubbock</a> and then went and stayed at <a href="http://www.woodrowhouse.com/" target="_blank">a bed and breakfast in Lubbock <3</a>. It was so romantic and wonderful. It was honestly the perfect gift. I had been wishing for some sort of vacation with Zach (which is virtually impossible when you're in law school and have no time and no money). I just wanted to get away from life with him for a little while. I had wished to go to the Lubbock B&B a few times before, so it really meant the world to me because it was so thoughtful and sweet that he had listened to what I had wanted and gave me the perfect little "vacation" I could've ever asked for. I'm not normally a big fan of surprises either, but I'm never worried with Zach. He always gets an A+++ when it comes to giving gifts.</div>
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Friday was my mom's birthday and so Mom and Dad came up to celebrate our birthdays together. We went out to eat and then, as usual, went to Louie Louie's Piano Bar. We had such a great time and it was so nice to spend some quality time with the rentals. It rarely happens when we get to spend a whole weekend together, so when it does, I try to take advantage of it.</div>
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So that's about it. A big shout out (again) to those who made my and my Mom's birthdays so special. Thank you to my Dad, Zach, Kalin, Cara, and Kasi for making the week/weekend so special. I love you all so very much and feel so very blessed to have you all in my life.</div>
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Hope you all have a wonderful week and may NO pranks be pulled on you today <3</div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169605158900692639noreply@blogger.com1