The Law.

It’s been awhile since I discussed my career. You know, the law. And, I have to admit, I’m relunctant to do so today. But I get these nifty little updates from the ABA everyweek and today there were a couple of things I wanted to share and comment on.

First, this article. The link should have taken you to an article about the number of LSAT takers jumping 20% this year. To all you people who may have taken the LSAT this year, I have this to say, “Why? For the love of all that is holy and good in this world, why?”

And here’s why I say that: there is nothing good about law school. Nothing. Law school takes its toll emotionally, personally, socially, and intellectually. The only surefire cure I know for overflowing amounts of self confidence is law school. I repeat: Nothing is good about law school. If you have taken the LSAT this year, accept the $150 loss and do something that will not leave you a hollow husk of your former self after 3 years. 

After that harsh statement, I feel like I need to explain. I love the law and I’ve always loved my legal jobs. But I always loved school too. Until law school, that is. I don’t think that there is a way that I can convey  the heavy toll law school takes in a way that will truly make non-law school enrollees understand it. It is truly a harsh learning environment. And, I have come to realize, that you really need to be positive that you want to practice law before you go into that environment or you will have one very expensive regret on your hands.

So unless you want to be like this guy, just say no to law school. The article doesn’t specify why he was so unwilling to loss his laptop that he wrestled an armed robber to ground, but I think I’m safe in assuming that it was because his only copy of his class outlines were on that laptop. After suffering the devasting loss of a large section of my evidence outline a few semesters ago, I fully understand the willingness to protect your work product (and sole chance of getting an A) with your life.

Remember kids: Stay in School… just not in law school.


Meet the Robinson’s!

Hello. My name is Martha… and I’m an animated movie addict. 

I love them all! From Disney to Pixar to the less well known studios that I can’t even think of. Of course my favorites are Disney and Pixar… Finding Nemo, Mulan,The Incredibles, Ice Age, The Emperors New Groove. I could go on and on, but the point is that animated movies make me so happy! 
Right now I’m watching Meet the Robinson’s. I’ve been wanting to watch it for a few years now, but haven’t had the chance. Since I’ve been married my animated movie viewing is way down. For some reason, the Hubby thinks that there’s something wrong with people in their mid-twenties watching animated movies for fun. Weirdo Anyway, Meet the Robinson’s is on ABC Family and the Hubby is at work, so I’m having a great movie night all by myself! 
The night could, of course, be better. I think all the cold/flu germs floating around have finally breached my immune system. I have felt terrible all day today and most of yesterday. I even took a nap today! Hopefully, my day of deliberately doing nothing will allow my immune system to reboot and kill whatever is making me feel so terrible. Guess I’ll know for sure soon. 
And now back to animated movies. Here are two that you may not know about but should definitely seek out: (1) Balto and  (2) The Swan Princess. Trust me. These are absolutely hilarious! Which, btw, is why I LOVE animated movies so much: In almost every animated movie there is at least one character with a decidedly non-child oriented personality… and in a children’s movie that character goes from being moderately funny to hilarious! 
Meet the Robinson’s is calling me… enjoy!

Burning Questions

I’ve had some things on my mind lately… Important things. Here’s a sampling:

1. Why is my bear dog becoming so lovable… and why does she love watching T.V?
2. Why do runners run on the street when there’s a perfectly good sidewalk 5 feet to the left?
3. I always have 3 bottles of shampoo with about .5 inches of shampoo and no matching conditioner. 
4. How do I lose a sock in every load on laundry when the laundry only travels about 10 feet from the bedroom to the washer/dryer?
And most importantly…
5. Can I train my dog to run on the treadmill with me?

I’m back!

You may have noticed that I’ve taken a break from blogging. There was no particular reason, I just haven’t been feeling it (and a lot of other things) lately. I think I solved the mystery of my apathy toward blogging (and life) last night…. I haven’t had much of a yoga practice lately.

I know it sounds like an easy and convenient explanation, but I think it’s the actual reason. I’ve been cutting back on things recently (Thanks crappy economy, low paying job, and student debt that exceeds my mortgage) and yoga classes have been one of the things that got cut. But after three weeks of attempting a home practice, I resigned myself to the truth: Home yoga practice and me are just not compatible in my current home.

After analyzing this for a while now, I think I’ve figured out why. First, my entire home is carpeted (which I and my allergies hate) and the soft slightly unstable surface is weird to practice on. And by weird I mean, so distracting I can’t focus on what I’m doing.

Second, the bear dogs. They love to be around me as much as possible. When I’m practicing yoga this means that they like to lie beside or on my mat. I’m told that it’s easy to practice yoga with or around your dogs. In fact, people are now calling this doga. I think whoever made up doga had a Chihuahua or had never actually done yoga with or around a dog. Because it is impossible to do yoga (or doga) with the bear dogs on each end of the mat or in the middle of the mat or laid out lengthwise on the mat. When there was just one bear dog, I could fool her by rolling out the spare mat for her to lay on while I was practicing. But now that there are two, that doesn’t work anymore.

Third, distractions abound in my house. Whether it’s the hubby yelling up the stairs to ask the location of some mundane household item that he uses on a daily basis or the bear dogs whining outside the door because I locked them out to get some peace, there’s something about practicing at home that leaves my more tense after than before I began.

So, I’m back to the studio. And after attending three classes in the last 5 days, I’m beginning to feel more like myself again. And I’m beginning to realize that yoga is a necessity for me and now has a permanent place in my monthly budget. I think I can cut out my thrice weekly starbucks runs and monthly shoe allowances to make room for yoga.

Oh… there is another reason I haven’t been blogging that much. My camera is still MIA! There are so many things I want to capture and share with you all…. and I can’t. So. If you or someone you know is planning to give me a Christmas gift or a congrats-you-passed-the-bar gift, give the gift of photography. Tell all your friends.