Archive for September 3rd, 2008

September 3rd, 2008  Posted at   Law School

Today I am thankful for my friends. I have been very fortunate to have been able to reconnect with five of my old high school buddies, from one of the only African Americans bussed into my huge snooty high school to my very first “boyfriend” turned best friend, now a wicked fancy drag queen in Philly. I am also ever so grateful to my blog readers for continuing to read despite my loca late-night musings. Especially to butterflyfish and new duck for telling me to call anytime and to L for being gentlemanly enough to keep the crazy to himself and not raise it when we cross paths for “serious law student activities”.

My final piece of gratitude will go out to the traffic gods if I can squeak in to work before the start of my 730 conference call with company executives on the other side of the world, especially considering the fact that I am the call host – crap!

September 3rd, 2008  Posted at   Women in Law

The New York Times has an opinion piece exploring the ways that many women embrace feminism during college and then tend to fall into more traditional gender roles at the workplace. I thought it was an interesting piece. I have experienced this, especially when it comes to lack of support from female colleagues and supervisors, and have been dismayed to see others fall into this trap. I really want to try to work well with females in the future and hope to be a mentor rather than an impediment to those coming up behind me. I know there are women out there who feel the same because I have benefited from their wisdom and advice. Unfortunately, I think the scenario described in this piece is far more commonplace.

September 3rd, 2008  Posted at   Dating, Mommy stuff

I can’t sleep. Keep having bad dreams. Pumpkinhead is having a hard time at school (again – this same thing happened at Montessori) and has to go get evaluated by a child psychiatrist this Friday for either giftedness or ADHD or both. He’s reading at an 8 year-old level but can’t stop yelling or keep his hands to himself. Argh. The evaluation means more time off of work for me (I’m so impressive these days) and possible medication for Pumpkinhead. I’m trying to just take things as they come and chill. But I’m worried. So I’ve been alternately drowning my Mommy Worry in liquor, loud music or sex. Someone’s enjoying that, but, fuck it all, stress is extremely anti-Bow Chicka Bow Wow. :(

Whine, whine, whine. Yes, life could be worse. I read a really sad blog tonight by a man whose wife’s post-childbirth pulmonary embolism left him a single father. Made me cry. So I know I’m lucky and trying to be grateful for all the blessings in my life. I just wish I could catch a break right now. Every note home or call from the teacher is like a stab in my eye with a rusty icepick. And the fact that I want to just sob in Blue Eyes’ arms instead of melting in them is extraordinarily frustrating. The man is probably going to want to go find a drama-free chick fairly soon. Ugh, life! I need to pick up my gratitude journal and work on finding the positive.