Repeat Bar Woes

Memorial Day Weekend was our final hoorah before we set off into dreaded Bar Review Season. We spent that time wisely, doing mainly either one of two things: (1) being outside, enjoying the amazing weather, or (2) being inside, watching television. 

Being outside. No photo of being inside. Sorry.

We really watch too much TV. We finished Season 2 of Walking Dead (where, oh where, can we get Season 3?!!?!), watched all of Season 3 of Arrested Development (you know, to get "caught up"), and started the new season of Arrested Development on Netflix. (Unfortunately, I missed all twenty-five awkward intros on The Bachelorette premiere because of this! Including the infamous fantasy suite creep who—unbeknownst to me until after he was asked to leave—was my classmate at UM Law. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.) 

It was the least we could do to rest our brains before bar review. Yes, "I said we!" (I know I make far too many SNL references to ever build any kind of readership. I'M OVER IT!)

Well, when I set about convincing Will to attend law school, I didn't consider having to re-live the bar study experience. The bar isn't until July 30-31. That's 2+ months I get to overhear all the same Kaplan bar review lectures (inevitably listened to at 1.5 speed - inherently annoying and yet the best part about studying from home) whenever I'm home. Hearing the sped up voice of my old nemesis, the Kaplan torts professor, affected my blood pressure so much more than anticipated, a visceral fear not even shielded by that $265 bill for bar dues that arrived today (a physical/financial reminder that I did, indeed, pass the bar exam last year). Just the sight of the books sends a shiver down my spine.

Daisy's, too.

Needless to say, I will be staying far, far away from our office over the next 2+ months. Also, the fact that this appeared on my Facebook newsfeed this morning only confirms my conviction:

Yup. That's exactly what Will will look like in about two days.

This may be a very long two months.

Proud Tiger Wife Presents... Law School Graduation

Will is a juris doctor! 

There was a point in time where I thought I would never see the day. Not because I thought he wasn't capable (heck no!), but because there was once a time when I would mention the words "law school" to Will and he would say, "Who me? No. NEVER!" 

Perhaps back then he had greater plans for his history degree. ;) Like fact-checking these historical posts on my blog.

He graduated a year ahead of me in college and thus entered the workforce in 2008, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Such a fabulous time to enter the workforce. He spent some time doing odd jobs: substitute teaching, bookkeeping, bouncing/barbacking (one shift at a local bar), and (my personal favorite) Starbucks barista-ing.

That's right. During my first year of law school, my husband worked for Starbucks. I wholly attribute my 1L success to Will's relentless moral support and endless caffeine supply. (During this time, we also stockpiled enough coffee markouts to last us halfway through Will's own 1L year. As some say, my cup overflowed.)

I don't know what finally did it, but a couple months into my 1L year, Will finally decided to take the LSAT. I was all, "WHAT?! YESSS." I knew I had him. And thereafter we both set off and studied our little hearts out. 

Fast forward a few months... We were really banking on Will getting into Miami Law, since, you know, I already went there and all, and we really didn't want to go to different schools. That's no fun.

Will initially got wait-listed. So he wrote letters of continued interest that he personally dropped off by hand and scheduled campus visits. The least he could do living half a mile from campus, I suppose!

One morning, he checked his status online and it had changed to ADMITTED! I was a crazy person telling everyone the news. The rest is, as they say, history, ya'll.

Saturday's ceremony went off without a hitch. The name-reader lady does a great job of moving things along. I don't always agree with the way the University manages the law school, but they can move through a graduation ceremony like no other. Props.

Afterwards, we had lunch (where else?) at Lokal Burger & Beer. I got the childhood dream (again) but substituted the Krispy Kreme doughnut with a regular old bun. It was perfection, I tell you!

The perfect end to the Miami festivities!

And these two . . .

. . . did not stop chatting all weekend! When you put a Nanimal and a Dianimal together, things are bound to get WILD! :)

P.S. - Anyone watching Idol tonight . . . Candice Glover is killing it. Needed to get that out there.