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This week’s roundup is up at A Little Fish in Law School.

The Weekly MILP (Moms in the Legal Profession) Roundup is the brainchild of Saramel (retired). It is hosted on a rotating basis at the PT-LawMom, A New Duck and A Little Fish in Law School blogs and is usually posted no later than Monday morning. Next week’s MILP Roundup will be back here.

Somebody Shake Me, Please wrote a hilarious post on law school observations.

My favorite observation: “The upper-class accent. There are some, well, really just one I’ve noticed, that pronounce every syllable perfectly in every word, and always emphasize certain words. They use words I haven’t gotten to, like “estopped” in sentences between friends. I can’t help but think of lolcat speak when I hear words like this. Estoppeh teh stoopit!”

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!

This week’s roundup is up at One New Duck.

The Weekly MILP (Moms in the Legal Profession) Roundup is the brainchild of Saramel (retired). It is hosted on a rotating basis at the PT-LawMom, A New Duck and A Little Fish in Law School blogs and is usually posted no later than Monday morning. Next week’s MILP Roundup will be at Butterflyfish.

Well my trip to New Orleans is canceled. Yeah, okay, there’s a hurricane headed that way. But we actually canceled because all of the darn real estate agents are griping that Chapin’s stuff is still in the house. So instead of getting away for some R&R, I am stuck packing and cleaning. I’m going to give Blue Eye’s Chapin’s prized possession (his grill), which he did not get in the divorce decree but I’m sure assumes will be his. I’m also going to give my parents my wicked awesome washer and dryer because theirs are old and nasty. I might donate some of our dishes and other household goods and blankets to the local battered women shelter. I just hate to have to spend my weekend on this. Ugh.

Fortunately, unless he gets called in tonight (or tomorrow - he’s on call Sat/Sun), Blue Eyes has said he will come keep me company and do a little heavy lifting for me. Yay for strong men. My Dad has also said he will help but he’s pretty useless these days (sounds harsh but it’s the truth) so I am planning to spend Saturday packing and then head out to track down some day laborers on Sunday to help move the bulk of the stuff to the storage unit. I will probably put some items out on the curb and then post them on Freecycle. That usually works quickly.

When/if Chapin finally returns, my current plan is to make him take Pumpkinhead for an entire weekend of Daddy/Son reconnecting time and I am going to go hole up for a weekend somewhere fun and enjoy some adult time! The bastard has had eight weeks of “recovery” time. It is MY turn! Hell, if I have my way he’ll come back on a Friday and I’ll hand over his truck and his kid and then hop on a plane myself. LOL. In reality, I’ll probably stick a bit closer to home (just in case) but I am definitely going somewhere.

I have been walking around with my iPod permanently in tow these days. I plug it into my cassette adapter in my car and then plug my headphones in as soon as I leave the car. My windows stay down/car roof open so that I can sing at the top of my lungs (yes, I am that girl). When I’m out of the car, I have apparently forgotten my grandfather’s admonition and now turn the music up so loud I cannot hear anyone or anything. It’s a nice little escape. Unfortunately one of my friends has been sending me goofy/dirty songs with lyrics that just should not be sung in polite company and now I have a particularly non-PC one stuck in my head. Argh. Must return to iTunes tonight to block the goofiness out with some Melissa Etheridge classics and maybe a little Aerosmith thrown in for good measure. I’m usually a country music girl but lately I’ve found myself returning to the 90s. Any recommendations for good angry rock “work out your feelings” music?

Eight years of marriage and time has taught me that men are not very complex creatures. As The Manual says, men usually reveal a lot about their true nature right up front but women are so googly-eyed or nervous that they ignore signs or think they can change the person.

This post may sound like the prelude to some deep reflection on my relationships, past and present, but it is really just a random musing courtesy of my iPod. I was listening to Extreme’s More Than Words on my drive in, a song that was a staple of my middle school dance-and-drama experiences. I suddenly realized after all this time that the guys sound like they are singing some sweet, romantic song but really it is about sex. Basically they are telling us that men truly aren’t interested in conversation and if you truly love a guy you should just give it up at his whim. Lol! I have been singing along to this song for years, never realizing what a sexist, pressure-filled plea it was. Crazy!

So ends today’s random musing.

Pumpkinhead has decided he NEVER wants to leave his teacher’s classroom. LOL! He had a blast.

I, too, am sooooo thrilled to be back in school. I had one class last night and my teacher is funny and friendly (yay) and I was excited to see my classmates again. I have two more classes tonight and still have a few chapters of my book to read. My former federal prosecutor professor assigned us a full non-fiction book-and-a-half for class. Not easy reading so I have kind of been avoiding it. Sigh… Fun lunchtime ahead!

This week’s roundup is up at One New Duck.

The Weekly MILP (Moms in the Legal Profession) Roundup is the brainchild of Saramel (retired). It is hosted on a rotating basis at the PT-LawMom, A New Duck and A Little Fish in Law School blogs and is usually posted no later than Monday morning. Next week’s MILP Roundup will be at New Duck’s again.