If we met for coffee...
...I'd likely be holding a Starbucks cup and not my Alumni mug. And yes, I grasp onto my coffee like it's the air I breathe when I'm at coffee with someone else, or reading.
...I'd tell you how happy I was that I reloaded my Starbucks Gold Card earlier in the week, because the student loan company took my monthly payment out three times this week and overdrew my account by $60.
...I'd tell you how happy I was that I reloaded my Starbucks Gold Card earlier in the week, because the student loan company took my monthly payment out three times this week and overdrew my account by $60.
...Then I'd tell you about how I found out during the embarrassing moment when a cashier at subway told me my debit card was declined and I had to put my $7 sandwich on my American Express.
...If I know you like wine, I might tell you about this awesomely cheap wine I found at Smiths the other day called Flip Flops. Yes, it has a screw top, but I don't even care because the Moscato is delish.
...I'd tell you all about how after one diaper change on the living room floor last weekend, the Baby rolled over and randomly started doing Baby Yoga. I'd probably show you a couple pictures of how I joined her on the floor, and she followed me pose-by-pose. Then I'd brag about how she did one-legged downward facing dog all by herself and I was the one copying HER!
...I'd probably comment on her adorable chubby little legs. Because, really, who can resist those?!
...I'd tell you all about my crazy job, and how in the last couple of weeks I haven't had time to breathe.
...I might even tell you about how I hearing I did made the front page of the paper in Small Town, and even though they didn't use my name, the Boyfriend's Mom still saved it for me so I can keep it in my lawyering scrapbook that I now need to start :).
...I'd tell you all about my crazy job, and how in the last couple of weeks I haven't had time to breathe.
...I might even tell you about how I hearing I did made the front page of the paper in Small Town, and even though they didn't use my name, the Boyfriend's Mom still saved it for me so I can keep it in my lawyering scrapbook that I now need to start :).
...But after that I would probably admit the reason it made me so happy was because two months ago the opposing party in a hearing I lost went around telling people I was a "shitty lawyer." There are some cons to this Small Town life, too.
...I'd tell you how excited I am for the Influence Conference in October, and how I check Southwest every day to see if the flights are any cheaper so I can adjust the flight to get a voucher for the difference.
...I'd tell you that you should come and be crazy inspired by the super wonderful women that will be there.
...Then we'd probably discuss all of the bloggers we can't wait to meet in person - which is basically all of them.
...I would probably admit that I am really, really missing my Grandpa this week. During law school he and I talked several times a month. It is still a struggle to understand why I can't call him and see what's going on, or get his advice on a situation. But you can't call heaven.
...Since you're here and know about my blog, I'd probably tell you about my request for prayers on Twitter on Wednesday night, and the fabulously sweet responses I got from @MadisonPkWomen, @vanessatachenko, @csyusten, @acrosbyLSelko, @clevercarlia and @amandalou01. If you weren't a blog friend, though, I probably wouldn't mention it.
...After reading Alissa's post, and listening to her vlog, I'd admit that it took me 20 minutes for my simple hair this morning because a few sections would not curl. I'd probably admit jealousy of your hair, because I'm sure it looks fantastic.
...I'd tell you how happy I was that at least it is Friday, because I get to wear jeans to work. Then I'd check the time and realize I had to get going.
...After reading Alissa's post, and listening to her vlog, I'd admit that it took me 20 minutes for my simple hair this morning because a few sections would not curl. I'd probably admit jealousy of your hair, because I'm sure it looks fantastic.
...I'd tell you how happy I was that at least it is Friday, because I get to wear jeans to work. Then I'd check the time and realize I had to get going.
...I'd tell you to have a fab rest of your day, apologize for talking so much and give you a hug goodbye, swearing to do it again soon.
<3 I'm sorry you are missing your Grandpa. Sending you hugs!!!!!! Grandparents are amazing.
ReplyDeleteI also wanted to tell you I tried stitch fix after seeing your post about it. Did they give you the credit from it?? I mentioned your name/blog. I didn't like my fix though!!! I didn't like ANY of it! It sucked! I will try again though. That was addicting.
I hope you got my email reply. I hope your next fix is better! I need to order another one but have to wait till that dang student loan situation is figured out :(.
DeleteI would tell you that our early morning coffee date in your living room in January is still one of my favorite memories :) I might have to drive up to Indy in October just to drink coffee with you!!
ReplyDeleteActually, after Google mapping it, I might not be joking. Scheming...
DeleteThat would be awesome! :) I loved that coffee date, too!
DeleteYou and the babe doing yoga? Priceless. I am so afraid of my account over drafting that I make sure that there is what my daddy calls "padding" aka money that never gets touched, for cases such as these. Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteYour dad is a wise man. :) I keep money in my savings account (because I don't have the self control to NOT spend money in my checking. It's terrible). But I turned off overdraft protection because of the outrageous fees. I was SO proud of myself for having money left at the end of the month, and then this happened.
DeleteBeing an adult is a lot of responsibility. ha
What an awesome post, lady! I feel like I know you so much better. And I also love that you are a huge Starbucks person. AMEN! ;)
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Meghan
I'm sorry about your Grandpa. My Grandpa was 89 when he passed, and he had macular degeneration and couldn't see well, and he couldn't hear much either ;) I loved him, but we were not super super-super close. He had a wonderful, long life, so it wasn't too hard to accept he was in a better place.
ReplyDeleteNOW, on August 7 of this year, it will be the 2 year anniversary of my (only sibling) baby sister passing away from cervical cancer at the age of 29. Basically, you get cervical cancer from HPV, which millions of people have and most don't know), which is passable through genital contact EVEN when you wear condoms. She must have passed one of the 3 or so, killer strands. There are over 100 different strands. And her body must have been susceptible to it. I don't know why this happened. When she found out she was in stage 3B/4, with 4 being metastatic (meaning spread to another organ/lymph node). She lived 18 months after her diagnosis. The doctors said after 6 months, that it was gone, but she developed a blood clot and was in severe pain most of the time. Then right above her groin started to hurt (sorry, that sounds so gross). They did a catscan and found cancer on her kidney and in her abdomen. She wasn't able to get rid of that. She was in severe pain most of the time after that, and had spent more time in the hospital, than out since her diagnosis. I am grateful for the time I had with her after that. We didn't get along, but she turned into what I compare to an angel. She didn't complain or cry, or was in self-pity. She was super nice and we didn't really fight. (we are 2 years apart, and we were not close in our 20s). She got a bed sore in May 2010 because she lost over 50 pounds and the from sitting/laying all the time (bc she couldn't walk w/o pain) the bone rubbed on the skin (no fat was there to protect it) and started out what a mosquito bite without the scab on it might look like. In a month, the sore eventually went to where you could almost see the bone, and of course, became infected and her body couldn't fight it off. And they couldn't do anything about the cancer. She decided to come home, and it took over a month for her to pass.
I have NO idea why this happened to her. I'm the black sheep in the fam. She just finished her teaching degree at the University, and was going to start looking for a job. She had just gotten engaged. She was at the start of her life. She was so wonderful through the entire thing. I would have been the worst; I HATE pain and can't deal with it very well, and I would have had the world's biggest Pity Party. I don't know why it happened. I know, FOR SURE, she is in a better place. She was in so much pain all the time. I'm a nurse and worked on 2 cancer floors, and out of the thousands of patients I have seen, NO ONE compared to the dose of pain medication she was on. It could have easily killed over 50 people.
So I understand how that feels. I want to call all the time. What I believe, is that he is watching over you. I get little signs that my sister is. I see rainbows (that are really there) without it raining. (That's her sign for me). When it does rain, I see double rainbows. I will talk to her a lot (kinda like praying). I believe he is watching over you and is SO PROUD. You're grandpa is so handsome and young!! He kinda looks like my uncle will look in about 5 years.
And the shitty lawyer comment? You are NEW at this (i'm pretty sure I read that). He is only said thatt bc deep down inside, he feel insecure about himself, and is worried that he is a shitty lawyer. People say mean things because they don't feel good about themselves. You probably rocked it, and did WAY better than he did at first, and that made him insecure. Believe me, I'm pretty sure that is why. You can only go up from here.
I'm a pretty new follower here, and I love reading about you. Your little one is SO ADORABLE!!!
-Karrie
Sorry that is so long.
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