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April 30, 2009

New Pictures of the Puppies!

Silverwood has updated their litter page with more pictures of the puppies (and a little girl in the group we are going to be adopting at the begining of June!) Check out the pictures HERE.

Before they kind of looked like little rats, but now they look like little baby bears. We are so excited!

Fake Baker

I am a white girl. I'm so white my foundation color is "clear." Seriously. This girl needs some color. Lucky for me, my apartment complex has a free tanning bed (that is not gross nor ghetto) because the sun only shows its face once every four days in Spokane these days.

Yesterday I got home from work at noon and bounded down to the clubhouse to get some fake sun. But when I got down there...someone was using it. This was irritating because nobody is ever in the tanning beds and it really ruined my lunch break.

When I got home from work I immediately went back to the clubhouse, the tanning bed was still being used. I then went down every hour on the hours for FIVE HOURS. I was continually greeted by the "do not disturb" sign. I started getting concerned. What if someone died in there? What is somebody literally cooked themselves to death in the unregulated tanning bed? (What an awful death!)

Today I went down to the clubhouse, promising myself that if it was being used again I would contact the maintenance man to let them know there was a dead person in the tanning bed. Luckily it was open...but when I went in all I could think about was how many people had used this tanning bed the prior day....

I cleaned the tanning bed. Three times. Can't be too careful.

Maybe I'll just embrace my whiteness. Cancer never looked good on me anyways.

April 29, 2009

Last Law School Class

Tomorrow is my last law school class EVER. It is a little surreal. I have been in school for the last 20 years of my LIFE! I have NEVER taken a break. You would think I would be a bit nostalgic, but in truth, I'm ready. I am exhausted, burnt out, and ready to put all this knowledge to USE. Perhaps tomorrow will be a different experience, but in my mind, tomorrow is going to be like one huge sigh of relief.

I wanted to write this post about my first law school class...but I can't remember it! Isn't that crazy? I don't remember my first law school class. I guess that is what post tramatic stress disorder will do for you.

I do remember my SCARIEST law school class. It was my first year of law school, and it was Torts with Professor Walker at Hofstra. It was so cliche first year law school its laughable now. He paced around the aisle like a tiger looking for someone to kill, someone to kill with socratic method questions rather.

To understand Professor Walker, you have to have some understanding about first year law students. They are terrified, they all have HUGE egos, and they all are ridiculously competative. The first time you get to show your true skill is orally in the classroom. Thus getting called on in class is more then a test of your understanding of the material, its almost a battle for social rank and respect among other students.

Freakish. I know. I can't believe I ever bought into it.

Professor Walker would pit us against one anther daily. We would cover about 4 cases per class period and at least four of us would have to argue AGAINST the law. His philosophy was that we had to take the aspects of the law that worked FOR us and USE it. He scared the shit out of me. The days I was on call I was a nervous wreck all day. He made me sick.

I worked my ass off.

He was my favorite professor. The BEST law school professor. If I ever get the opportunity to be a law school professor I want to be just like him. I want to challenge students to do their best.

I want to scare the shit out of them.

Tomorrow is the end of an era, my last law school class (although not my last class ever, because I fully intend on getting my Masters in something!). And despite the fact that I am 3L and have 1 final and could give a @#$@ less, I will even pay attention in class honor of Professor Walker.

April 27, 2009

Swimsuit Woes

I hate swimsuit shopping.

We just found out that Dan's parents gave us an AMAZING wedding present- a fabulous week long cruise to the Western Caribbean for our honeymoon. We get to go to JAMAICA, THE CAYMAN ISLANDS, AND COZUMEL! I COULD DIE! I have never been a cruise and am so freaking excited. I finally get ot eat OX TAIL in a REAL JAMAICAN RESTAURANT!

This has led to me my swimsuit quest. I mean seriously, I cannot go to JAMAICA to swim with DOLPHINS without a hot bathing suite. Let alone the fact that I fully intend on sitting in a hammock in the sun on the days at sea and reading paper back book after trashy romance novel after trashy chick lit. But my trashy chick lit quest is going to be the topic of another blog post.

Now bathing suites.

Okay. So here's truth time. I HATE bikinis. I've never owned. Okay that's a lie. Once in San Diego I forgot my swimsuit and had NO CHOICE but to buy a bikini. I spent the whole trip hiding under my towel for fear that someone would see my freakishly white stomach. Bikinis freak me out. Unless you are Cindy Crawford you really shouldn't wear one. There's just so Don't get me wrong, I am not a super conservative nor self conscious person...I just don't understand why you wouldn't walk around in your underwear in a social setting...but throw in a pool and you're good to go.

So then there is tankinis. They are for girls who aren't willing to wear a bikini but aren't quite ready to go full blown full body suite. Power to you for not being THAT GIRL on the beach who really SHOULDN'T be wearing a bikini but for some reason IS. Don't you see those facebook pictures? Don't lie...there are girls who post their bikini pictures of facebook and you think to yourself "you decide to wear a biknini AND post it on facebook?" I always battle between giving that girl a high five for her "I don't care" attitude vs. handing her some clothes and really suggesting she wear them.

Then there is the full body swimsuit. These are only worn by mothers...and super Christians. No offense to either.

I almost bought THIS swimsuit from Nordstrom. I convinced myself I was madly in love with it and it was the perfect swimsuit (In red. Of course.) I loved it so much that I took time out of my crazy busy day to only go to Nordstrom and try it on. It looked stupid. Back to square one.

I have decided that my choice is to go to the gym everyday from now until the end of May- or succumb and buy THIS bathing suit.

Or maybe we should just rebook a nude cruise because then this whole swimsuite stress would just go away.

Ew, just kidding.

April 26, 2009

Sunday Post

Head on over to Seven Dames a Week to see my new post "An Open Letter to Young Girls".

Mikado Bookshelf

I was checking out Design Milk and they featured this fabulous bookshelf that I am in love with. You can buy them at Lifestylebazaar for 900....pounds...

April 25, 2009

Reason 22342552 Why We Are Not Having Children

I don't know how many of you still watch Greys Anatomy. If not, I don't blame you. After that whole ridiculocity with Denny coming back to life for what felt like the fourteen millionth time, even my loyalty was questioned. On this week's episode there was a sub-plot about this girl who way dying and a father who would do anything to save her. It was awful, the depressing nature of the storyline combined with the stellar acting chops of that child actor left me absolutely sobbing into my pillow. While Dan was not as distraught as I was, it did move him enough to proclaim "Oh my GOD! This is another reason why we are never having children! I couldn't take this!"

So of course I don't tell you this stupid story for nothing.

This morning we had to take Toby to the vet for some routine booster shots. Toby weighed 5.4 pounds...which means he gained .2 pounds in the last two months. Great news! The vet gave him two shots, which is odd because he normally only gets one because of his weight. The second shot did not go over well. With an ear-piercing bird-like screech Toby (who normally handles shots like a champ) almost jumped off the table. For the next fifteen minutes he curled up into my chest in absolutely terror as I tried to make small talk with the vet while simultaneously giving her looks like "what the hell did you do to my dog?"

After we got home Toby seemed fine. Dan and I got ready to head up to the library when Toby just disappeared. We couldn't find him anywhere. We searched the apartment only to find him violently shaking under the futon surrounded by vomit and other bodily functions.


We freaked out. I was calling doggie hospitals running around while Toby dogged the madness. The hospital thought he was having an allergic reaction to the shots. At this point Toby started getting treated like our 2-year-old son with the chicken pots. We literally moved his bed to the couch in front of the television. Dan threw towels in the drier so we could warm them up and put them in his bed just the way he likes. I fed him with an eye dropper and petted his head ALL DAY LONG

I am happy to report Toby is doing much better. But if we get this upset about our dog, what would do with children?

What a Great Music Teacher!

Click HERE to check out this great version of "Eye of the Tiger" by the kids at PS 22.

My Sister's Keeper

I'm sure most people have read My Sister's Keeper by Jodie Picoult by now. It was the only book I read for fun my 1L year of law school. It took me a day and half to read and I only stopped to sleep. It is FANTASTIC and now they are making it into a movie. They trailer brought me to tears. Can't wait!

Check out the trailer HERE!


You will notice that there are a lot of changes on my site.

1.) Within the next three days will be transferring to!!!! Update your browsers ladies and gentlemen, duolynoted is finally a legit website and not just some silly blog (although...definitely still powered by blogger...but whatever).

2.) I spent ALL MORNING writing the html for my new design and I LOVE IT! It definitely has some tweeking and spacing issues to work out- but I love the double columns on both sides. I adore writing html. There is something just so freaking cool about writing typing #ffffff into a wall of gobbily gook and then having it change the color on your screen. Perhaps I should go back to school and major in web design. I freaking love it. Speaking of, I owe everything to THE BLOG DOCTOR who has the answer to every html question out there. Definitely hit them up.

3.) Many, many thanks to Dan's sister Kirstin who gave me the idea to use powerpoint to design my header! So cool! I have to work on the coloring a little bit- but its so much better then my last header. I can't wait to make one for Seven Dames a Week! (which is going to undergo some major renovations now that I know what I am doing!)


We are under a little bit of reformatting today- come back soon to check out the new layout!

April 24, 2009

Slumdog Millionaire v Frost Nixon

Exaustion always sets on Friday afternoons when I come home from work. During the day I consistently think about all the brilliant things I will blog about....but when I get home all I can think about is a glass of wine and laying in bed watching TV. Asleep by 10. Does this mean I am getting old? Probably.

Tonight we rented "Frost Nixon," which I found to be a great movie with a lot of beautiful shots and wonderful intellectual insight into the Nixon administration...but I still loved "Slumdog Millionaire" more.

Dan did not like ""Slumdog Millionaire" which I find absolutely ridiculous. I think it was one of the most creative and touching movies I have ever seen. Dan thinks I'm buying into the hype. I think he's being a cynic and refusing to admit it was a great movie because everybody else loved it and he refuses to follow what everybody else thinks (knows!).

But I am curious as to whether I am out of line, or whether there are others out there who think "Slumdog" was overrated and whether another film should have won Best Picture. What do you think? I'd love to read some comments below. We are still in the midst of renting the DVDs as they come out.

April 23, 2009

Bunny has a name.

Scene: Dan and I are staring at the giant bunny (see my post on this weeks Seven Dames a Week for the background story). Toby is screeching like a bird at the end of the leash trying desperately to attack it.

Me: We should name him! I shall now call him Peter.

Dan: Melissa, its a girl.

Me: How do you know?

Dan: She's obviously pregnant.

Me: Okay...her name is Kit!

Dan: Sounds good.

Me: No. I don't like that name.

Dan: How about Thumper?

Me: Nah, too generic.

Dan: You wanted to call it PETER a minute ago.

Me: Not Peter. Pete-HER. The girl version. Obviously.

April 22, 2009

Sleep on the Beach

I have decided that I am decorating our guest bedroom in a beach theme after we move to Dallas with thiel and white as the main colors. While pursuing Elizabeth Anne Designs I found the most BEAUTIFUL sea-shell inspired room. I am literally booking a trip to Hawaii just to collect shells for mirror she highlighted in the post.

Check out the other INSPIRED room ideas HERE.


Today is Earth Day...and in celebration of Earth Day lots of blogs are posting on various earth-related topics. I, however, am taking a strong stance against earth day because of THIS post.


Lets go over the pros and cons of bees, shall we?

PROS: Pollinate flowers.
(both of which I could live without btw)

CONS: They can sting you
They can fly after you and try to sting you
They are an obnoxious color
They are mean
They ruin flowers by hiding in them and jumping out at you when you smell the flower
They killed that little boy on "My Girl"

No saving the ugly flying insects of murder and pain infliction!!!! I call for a mass murder of all things bees!

(speaking of bee things...on my last post regarding my Melissaphobia issues Maureen wrote a hil-ar-ious comment that all should read.)

April 21, 2009

Sorry About the Ads

Apparently if you write one post hating on Twilight google feels the need to fill all your ads with Twilight Casting Calls...

Sorry about that folks.

ManLady Marriage

So I have this 20 page paper due next week in International Human Rights. Its on gay marriage and how gay marriage is a fundamental human right and if South Africa can be progressive enough to legalize gay marriage I'm pretty sure the United States can too... that and I swore to GOD I would not graduate from law school without figuring out the legal arguments for why gay marriage must be legalized in case I ever run into Scalia.

But I am suffering from some severe seniorities burn-out. Like I can't write anything.

So I'm sitting here...on like page 8...for the last about 45 minutes...when I start surfing the internet. I don't even KNOW that I'm surfing the internet. Surfing the internet has become such a form of habit that I do it without even consciously knowing that I am doing it.

And look at this video I found. It was like fate. If only I could figure out how to include it in my paper.

You best be sure I'm linking it when I send it in.

My favorite part is the National Organization of ManLady Marriage and

April 20, 2009

Week 2!

Pictures of the puppy at Week 2 have been uploaded to our breeders site! Click HERE to check them out.

April 19, 2009

Seven Dames a Week post

Head on over to SEVEN DAMES A WEEK to see my Sunday post SPRING HAS SPRUNG.

For the record, for some reason my pictures show up differently depending on whether you are viewing the blog from Internet Explorer or Firefox. Very frustrating.

Many thanks to RYAN for helping me edit some of the pictures.

April 18, 2009


This morning I slept in until 10:00. TEN! I can't remember the last time I slept in so late. You would think I have nothing to do with my life... now I am sitting in bed drinking coffee, catching up on my google reader (with my rented laptop mind you), and watching CMT.

I have been on a real country music kick recently, they have been releasing some great stuff for summer. I decided to make the following playlist of the best new country releases. Now here's your job.

First, scan the list. Listen to the songs you haven't heard by clicking on the link (which will take you to youtube. If there is an official video for the song I will link it, if not I'll link a video with just the song.)

1. I Run To You- Lady Antebellum
2. Out Last Night- Kenny Chesney
3. It Happens- Sugarland
4. Best Days of Your Life- Kellie Pickler
5. Here Comes Goodbye- Rascal Flatts
6. It Wont Be Like This For Long- Darius Rucker
7. Kiss a Girl- Keith Urban
8. Ride-Martina McBride
9. Then-Brad Paisley
10. More Like Her-Miranda Lambert

Second, vote for your favorite song to the right of this post. I know this is going to be difficult since I have no idea who I am voting for yet, but please just humor me. I will have no idea who you voted for.

And if you don't like country...I DARE you to listen to this playlist. I think you'll change your mind.

April 17, 2009


In my first post on Seven Dames a Week I stated that I have a huge fear of "spider, monkeys, and clowns." That was a little bit of a fib. There is one thing in the world that scares me more then any spider, monkey, or clown ever could.


I realized I had left this out, that I had suppressed it deep within the heart of my soul never to be analyzed or realized, while I was watching the Secret Life of Bees. All the bee scenes made me want to scream in terror. I had nightmares for weeks. My repressed fear surfaced.

(but the book is brilliant, FYI!)

Ever since I was a little girl I have hated bees. Unlike other bugs they can STING you and CHASE you. Evil. First lets talk about the common "don't get stung" misnomer of standing still and not scaring the bee when he lands on you. This is a boldface lie. I am proof. My whole entire life I have been terrified of bees and the second one comes near me I outrun it. The second it lands on me I scream at the top of my lungs and run at the speed of light. I have never been stung in my whole entire life. I like to think it has to do with my fool proof hypochondriac ways.

I hate bees because they ruin picnics. They ruin walks. And I could give or take honey.

The irony of this whole situation is that my name, Melissa, means honeybee in Greek. To make life more ironic, the technical term for fear of bees is Melissaphobia.

Now its springtime and after months of bitching about winter I saw my first bee. And in true pessimistic nature I thought to myself "God, I hate Spring."

And bees.

April 16, 2009

Fairies are Female

My friend Stephanie sent this to me and it made me laugh. Thought I would share:
A married couple in their early 60's was celebrating their 40th
wedding anniversary in a quiet, romantic little restaurant. Suddenly,
a tiny yet beautiful fairy appeared on their table. She said, 'For being
such an exemplary married couple and for being loving to each other for all this
time, I will grant you each a wish.' The wife answered, 'Oh, I want to
travel around the world with my darling husband'. The fairy waved her
magic wand and - poof! - two tickets for the Queen Mary II appeared in her
hands. The husband thought for a moment: 'Well, this is all very romantic,
but an opportunity like this will never come again. I'm sorry my love, but
my wish is to have a wife 30 years younger than me. The wife, and the
fairy, were deeply disappointed, but a wish is a wish. So the fairy waved
her magic wand and poof!...the husband became 92 years old. The moral of
this story: Men who are ungrateful bastards should remember fairies are

Sad Day for Melissa W.


Proof: This morning I awoke to my computer being an absolute little shit (ie: my profile became corrupted overnight while being SHUT OFF!) I thus called Dell Tech Support because I have the "throw your laptop down the stairs and you are still covered" warranty. Currently we are in the process of changing internet service providers, so I don't have internet at my apartment. Since they sent me to f-ing India (for the record, I think India is one of the most beautiful countries in the world. I do, however, HATE DELL TECH SUPPORT IN INDIA!!!) we had a little language barrier.

Tech Support Man: Can you access the internet? (reading from a script).

Me: I can't access the internet because I don't have an internet provider right now, but my computer can access the internet just fine.

Tech Support Man: Okay. So your computer cannot access the internet.

Me: That's correct, because I don't have internet.

Tech Support Man: Because you're computer is broken.

Me: No, because I don't OWN THE INTERNET RIGHT NOW.

Tech Support Man: I am now transferring your call to advanced tech support because I can no longer help you.

(I wait on hold for ten minutes listening to screechy violen music while simultaneously cursing my life. Man answers the phone and spends another twenty minutes asking me questions about my computer.)

Tech Support Man 2: Okay. Now you know you are getting charged for this call.

Me: (silence for a moment...then explosion) WHAT The hell!?!?!?! I have the drop down the stairs warranty!!!! I have been on the phone for an HOUR AND A HALF!!!!

Tech Support Man 2: Yes. But you do not have a software warranty and we charge for that.

Me: You stupid @#$@$@ maybe you should have told me that before I was on the phone forever! I do not want to pay for your services! And next time let someone KNOW before you waste their @#$@ time!!!!

(CLICK! (I hang up))

I then took it into the amazing law school techinicians, who will fix it for free but it will require hours of transfering files.

Do you have any idea how terrible life is without a laptop at your disposal?

Do you know how boring law school classes are without a laptop?

I swear. You have no idea how miserable I am right now.

April 15, 2009


Okay confession time.

This is hard for me because everybody knows how seriously I take pop culture and all.

Are you ready?

Are you sure?

Okay here we go....


I know! I epitomize pop culture! I watch "Keeping Up With the Kardashians" for Christ sake...the worst reality show on television. That is why when these Twilight books took hold I immediately figured I would be on the bandwagon. I love (love! love!) Harry Potter after all. But I got 3/4ish way through this silly book when I had to put it down.

Here's my main issue. Girls find this Edward Cullun so amazing, but seriously he's a VAMPIRE. He could BITE AND KILL YOU. That is not sexy. That is about as sexy as dating somebody with a gun to your head threatening to shoot...but oh they "love you." Not sexy. Stupid.

I shut the book when they were fleeing to Pheonix to spare Belle being eaten by that roaming vampire dude.



(Don't judge.)

April 14, 2009


In an effort to feel like I have some level of control over my life, I have been making massive lists every night before I go to bed. On those lists I write down everything I need to get done the next day. This allows me to sleep, instead of tossing and turning all night for fear I will forget what needs to be done.

This has been very effective except for one thing. I have noticed that "Register for Bar Prep Course" has been transferred daily to the next day, as it has never been completed. I just can't bring myself to do it. I don't know if its the fact that the thought of taking the bar exam makes me want to jump off a bridge or the fact that the prep course costs over $3,000 in money I could really use elsewhere. Money that will keep me up at night once it is gone. Money that I don't have. Either way. I can't bring myself to take the plunge and commit my non-refundable deposit.


Go HERE to be inspired.

So True

Beautiful New Single

Artist: Ingrid Michaelson
Song: Giving Up

Lindsay Actually is Kind of Funny Here

April 13, 2009

The Death of Decorating

This morning I spent 3 hours straight in court. I came home for lunch wanting nothing more then to heat up left-over Olive Garden and read CNN. I open the door to the apartment when I hear "STOP STOP STOP STOP!!!!"

I stop in my tracks. Is there a surprise for me around the corner? My mood started to brighten. Dan walks around the corner. " I did something really great..." he says. He leads me around the corner....

There is a bed. In my living room.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?????" I gasp as I see my perfectly functional couch slammed up against the wall to make room for the gargantuan bed in the middle of the living room.

"I moved the guest bed into the living room so that we can watch TV in bed!"


"But I needed a place to set up my desk...."


"Isn't it great?"

No. Its not great. I have a bed in my living room. LIVING ROOM. I had the "Dan you like to cook, I like to decorate" talk with him this weekend when I tried to explain why his Van Gogh "Starry Starry Night" post was not going above our red duvet. So what does he do instead????


Someone come and visit ASAP so I can get this bed moved back to where it belongs. I swear to God this is only lasting a week max because so help me God no matter how heavy it is I will move it back myself.

April 12, 2009

April 11, 2009

Women Gets Attached By Polar Bear at Berlin Zoo. Deserves It.


If This Does Stop Meth Use- I Don't Know What Will

So I was in the courthouse waiting for some police reports when I saw this ad hanging up on the wall. Isn't it truly just the most disturbing thing you've ever seen? Spokane has a really bad Meth problem, and I feel the need to make photocopies of this and pass it out downtown. If this doesn't stop you from doing Meth, I don't know what will.

Life in the Middle-of-Nowhere

Every morning I drive down the hill to get to the freeway. When I get to the bottom I look to my right and always see this incredible view. This picture doesn't even fully capture how vivid and green the trees are- some mornings they just sparkle in the morning sun.

It would be a perfect picture except for that stupid tunnel sign around the bend.

We live out in the middle of nowhere due to a series of unfortunate events (read "If God Is Punishing Us for Moving In Together, I Really Think He Overdid It"). Dan and I were grateful to find this place, but have subsequently decided that we will never live so far away from a Wal-Mart nor a Taco Bell ever again.

They built these apartments on a piece of land that should never have anything built on it. I am fairly certain the apartments at the top of the hill are going to come crashing down on the apartments below due to hill's future decay. Our apartment is also right next to some lovely train tracks. Everytime a train goes by our whole apartment shakes. We have got used to it, but everytime we have guest over we have to explain that its not an earthquake, just a train. Its really tragically hysterical, maybe someday we will look back and laugh on it (but not today).

There is a GIANT HILL at the top of the complex where they are building some beautiful homes that overlook the whole city. Houses are now blocking the best views, but here's a taste of what you could see out your kitchen window for $250K (I verified this amount with a relater by the way).

April 10, 2009


Pictures of our puppy are up! Click HERE.

Okay so we don't technically know which one is ours. Right now they look like little black furballs. But it was exciting to see pictures of the litter knowing that one of those little girls is coming home with us!

Ironically, the two-week-old puppies are about as big as two-year-old Toby. I attempted to let Toby take a look at the computer screen in order to introduce him to his new sister, he was not interested. He just kept liking my face and begging to go for a walk. He's in for a big surprise.

Dan on the other hand is thrilled. I got home from work and he was like "Want to go buy stuff for the German Shepard???"

"Noooo....." I said

"Why not?"

"Because we don't actually get the dog for two months and I don't want to store giant dog stuff for two months."

Dan was not convinced and called me grumpy. I swear he's more excited about the dog then the wedding.

All this puppy talk reminds me of Toby and these cute picture his breeder sent me when I first bought him. Look how cute his ears were even then!

April 9, 2009

No Deal

The following conversation took place between the hours of 9:30 and 9:32...

Will you take my car in to get its oil changed and get new windshield wipers this weekend? Pleeeasseeeee.

Dan: No. Why would I do that? It is your car.

Me: My Dad always goes and takes my Mom's car in to get the oil changed. I just thought you would want to get a head start on your husband-ly duties.

Dan: In that case, I would like dinner on the table at 5 and my clothes pressed and ironed before bed.

Me: Okay FINE! I will trade you one stereotypical women-ly chore if you take my car in to get its oil changed.

Dan: Two words: Baby. Factory.

Me: Deal. You don't want kids anyways.

Dan: Damn, fine. (thinks for a moment) Oh! I know, "I would like to introduce you to my wife, Melissa *Insert Dan's Last Name* ."

Me: Fine, I will take my own car in to get the oil changed.

Flutter Nano Blogging

Courtesy of my future-father-in-law...

I'm Not Going


April 8, 2009

Universe Wins Today

Today was a crappy, crappy day. It was one of those days where at around 2:00 in the afternoon I almost raised my hand in the middle of everybody and screamed "OKAY UNIVERSE!!! I GET IT! YOU WIN! I SHOULD NOT HAVE GOT OUT OF BED THIS MORNING! TODAY WINS! I AM GOING HOME."

Life: 1 Melissa: 0

It was one of those days where EVERYTHING went wrong. Almost hysterically so. This morning during trial I could not verbalize a coherent statement to save my life. I had two trials and during the closing of each, about halfway through I thought to myself,

"Melissa. What the HELL are you talking about. You are making no sense."

And when you're the one speaking and you don't understand what you're saying...there's a problem.

But whatever. I still got a favorable verdict, but dear GOD- I would rather lose in a close trial where I feel like I did a good job then half ass it and feel like I won by the skin of my teeth.

Then I went to class. I really REALLY did not want to go to class today, but I went anyways. Because I have Skipping Class Guilt Syndrome. On some days this disease is in remission and I can fight back the urges, but today I was just too weak. Yet while I was walking up to the pearly steps of the lawschools I realized my load was kind of light. Did I have everything? Computer? (check), notepad? (check), phone? (check), pens/pencils? (check, check), cold medicine for the constant stuffy nose I've had for weeks??? (check!)

Oh yesssss books. (uncheck)

I had forgot my books.

The only thing I wanted to do when I got home was go for a brilliant walk in the sunshine. I promised myself during class then when I got back from court I would take Toby on a long walk by the river and enjoy my day. Unwind. Get some Vitamin D. Maybe smile even? Get the endorphins pumping through my system.

But as I walked to court the sky clouded over, the wind picked up, and I felt little drops of rain dripping on my curled (now flat) hair.


So as I stated, it was a crappy, crappy day. I am now officially waiving my white flag and crawling into bed defeated with the hope of a new tomorrow.

April 7, 2009

Nails, Reeses, Wine, and Puppies...

Its 10'thirty and I have nothing to write about tonight. I got nuthin'. Today was pretty glorious- its amazing how much my spirit's lift when the sun is shining. I went on a five mile run, ran some errands, gave a presentation, and then came home and enjoyed spending the evening with the ones I love.

Spring is grand!


I want this status calender from Burak Kaynak. Check it out HERE.

April 6, 2009


Okay- today's post is random and rambling, but I have three very important things I must share:

First, WE GOT A PUPPY! (see previous POST) Okay, so we don't HAVE it yet, but I got an email from the breeder today saying that our precious Country had 8 little puppies. One of which is our new little girl! We already named her but I am keeping it a secret until we have pictures when we go visit in a few weeks.

Second, one of my favorite wedding photographers is a fabulous women by the name of Jessica Claire (tied with Jasmine Star). Her photography is INSPIRED! I like both Jasmine and Jessica's blogs because they incorporate their personal stories into their photography. Well Jessica just wrote a beautiful post on her engagement and it was so perfect it made me cry. Here's a snip of it:
My close friends can vouch for this, but I've never been the type to believe that people can meet, fall in love, and get married quickly. The words, "what morons" have passed through my lips numerous times, and scowling looks of doubt and dismay when I heard engagement stories like this have graced my face more than once. The truth is though, that from the day I met Jeff, we've been together every day since, and I couldn't be more sure that he is the perfect person for me. I'm so so excited to be getting to spend my life with someone so kind, considerate, handsome, and hilarious. Did I ever luck out!!
When I read this I gasped with happiness. That is exactly how I felt about Dan, but I have never been eloquent enough to express it so perfectly. Anyways, the story of her engagement brought me to tears and you can read it HERE.

Third, remember when I posted my love for the song "Rock 'n Roll" by Eric Hutchinson? (Crissy does!) Wells he's back with another great song to get stuck in your head! Its called "Ok, Its All Right With Me." Check it out, you're going to love it!

April 5, 2009


Seven Dames a Week

I am really excited to introduce my newest blog project. I read a lot of blogs, but I have found that there are not a lot of networking and blog sites dedicated to young women who don't have babies. That is not a bad thing, I read mommy blogs and have been known to watch a momversation or two...but I don't have kids. So I don't totally relate.

So that's where I came up with the idea for Seven Dames a Week. It is a blog made of 7 women from all over the country. We are all similar in the sense that we are young females trying to make our proverbial "way in the world," but we are different in the sense that we all live in different places and live very different lifestyles. The best part is that we don't all know each other so their posts will be as new to me as they are to you.

We each have a different day of the week that we blog on, and we can blog about whatever we want. We started this week, and since my day is Sunday, I went first. Keep checking back daily for the other girl's bios-and check out their personal web blogs!

Make sure you add us to your google reader and favorites!:

April 4, 2009

New Toothbrush Meet Old Toothbrush

I would like you to meet "old toothbrush" and "new toothbrush." Old toothbrush lived a good life. She served her time well. But yesterday, while at Wal-Mart...I found NEW TOOTHBRUSH. New toothbrush is electric. I have always wanted a new toothbrush that was electric, but I could never afford one. But now you can buy electric toothbrushes over the counter for super cheap!

But when I went to replace new toothbrush with old toothbrush I felt bad for it. I felt bad for replacing it with new technology when it has been completely competent. So I'm going to let old toothbrush stay for a little while longer...until I'm ready to get rid of her...I mean it.

April 3, 2009


Its been about three years and six months.

Three years and six months.

It feels so much LONGER.

And I miss her. And I don't think about her as much as I used to...but today something reminded me of her. I think it was Carmelo candy bars, something reminded of Carmelo candy bars. And I remembered how she used to bring me Carmelo candy bars when I had really stressful days "because chocolate fixed everything."

And I wonder sometimes what she would have been like today.

Whether she would be a bridesmaid in my wedding.
Whether she would have HATED that I voted for Obama.
Whether she still would have purple running shorts.
Whether we would still watch Bill O'Reilly (probably not)
Whether she would have gone to law school (she always wanted to)
Maybe we both would have gone to Gonzaga.
Maybe we would be classmates?
Maybe we could have gone through this hell together

Maybe we wouldn't have stayed in touch at all?

And every time I think of the day she was killed I always think about how perfect she was. How much she loved God, and how much she loved life, and what a good friend she was to me and to everyone. She got me through one of the hardest decisions of my life. And the crazy thing is I wasn't even her CLOSEST friend - she had SO MANY close friends. Thinking of them always makes me sad. It makes me sad because if my heart misses her this much- how much must their hearts miss her? They say that everything happens for a reason. But with her. With her death. I'll never understand.

On the day of her funeral I gave her family a Carmelo candy bar. I don't know if they would understand the gesture...but I think she would have wanted me to make sure they got one.



April 2, 2009

Can You Keep a Secret?

So I just finished "Can You Keep a Secret?" by Sophie Kinsella. It was super trashy. Super shallow. Super predictable. I super loved it. It is all about this girl who is flying on a plane, and when she thinks its about to crash she confesses all of her secrets to the man sitting next to her. Well good news, the plane doesn't crash (because that would be depressing) but she finds out when she goes back to work that the man she confessed all her secrets to is really her boss. Super cheesy, right? But so cute, so well written, and so witty.

In fact, it made me want to confess a secret of my own.

I DO NOT LIKE CLASSICS. I know, I KNOW! How the hell did I have the mental capcity to get into law school? But truth be told I have never been one to read books by the great authors of our time. The only book of any artistic value that I liked was "To Kill a Mockingbird." When I was in High School I took AP Literature and literally did not read a single book. I read the cliff notes to EVERYTHING. I can't read anything written by Jane Austin or Dickens. I hate it. Pleh. Reading old english makes me feel like I'm doing homework. Homework I hate.

It has always been kind of embarrassing because I think to think of myself as a smart person. But when people say "did you read Beloved?" I say "No. But I read Bridget Jone's Diary." I know that I should read smart people books...but quite frankly, I read smart things all day: the news, cases, statutes. When I read for pleasure I don't want to have to THINK about what I am writing. I want to relish it and it's silliness.

As I stated in a previous post, I am attempting to regain my pre-law school self. The girl who wasn't so stressed and crazy all the time. The girl who didn't have to give herself pep talks to get out of bed in the morning. The girl who didn't say sentences like "can I get that in writing?" THE GIRL WHO READ CRAPPY NOVELS AND DID NOT FEEL GUILTY. I miss that girl, and that girl cannot wait to order her next book.

April 1, 2009

Mystical Beer Cans of Imprisionment

I sympathize with this poor dog because this is how I feel everyday of my life.

Google Gets In On the Action

Hysterical April Fools Joke Google. HERE.

Happy April Fools!

This morning I was awake before Dan messing around on the internet and trying to motivate myself to get ready for the day. It was when I heard the door to the bedroom open that I suddenly realized its its April Fools Day. I paniced. If I wait too long Dan will be cognizant and not believe me. I have to hit him while he's still sleepy. My mind is whirling. What do I do? What do I do?

I know. Nuclear Holocaust.

"Hey Dan!!! Did you hear Pakistan bombed India last night?"

"No kidding?"

"Yea! With...uh...nucs!"


"Yea...its all over the news. People are wondering if Obama is going to respond with a nuc of our own."

"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" (Dan runs over and turns on the TV). fair enough. I may have gone a little far with April Fools Day joke this year, but LAST year Dan left my front door open and stole Toby so that I would think Toby had ran away. I mean that is going to far. So really he deserved it.

Dan turned on CNN and they were talking about Twitter.

Happy Aprils Fools!


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