Halloween Weekend Fun

Hi friends! I hope you’re all having a wonderful hallo-weekend! Mine has been a ton of fun so far. Dustin and I spend the weekend together being low key, watching football, eating lots of sugar and snacks, playing games, and doing Halloween actives… likes carving pumpkins!!

Mine is the one on the left, his is the (better, scarier) one on the right.

I have a full post of all our activities to come. Really, it was an awesome weekend (and I wore my bear hat all day yesterday, which made it even better). But I’m stuck working on a motion right now and I don’t have time for too much blogging. It’s aright though, because yesterday I took the entire day off  from homework. And it felt so so good. SO GOOD! #TWSS

What did you all do this weekend? Was it magical? Did you dress up? Tell me about it, please & thx!

XXOO

Pumpkin Beer Power Shower

Remember that one time I was all, I love Whole Foods, it’s so awesome, I’m going to buy really expensive pumpkin beer because it’s pumpkin and beer and it’s from Whole Foods and that means it’s healthy and awesome? Well I finally tried one last night (what’s wrong with me? I had beer in my fridge for like 2 weeks without touching it? – I blame law school? IDK). Anyway, here’s what I have to say about it: I think this beer failed in the pumpkin department. I’m a little disappointed. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t as pumpkin-y delicious as I had hoped.

But what this beer lacked in pumpkin amazingness, I made up for in classiness. Remember that one time when I failed at power showering before dinner with my boss? (I didn’t say I make good life decisions). Well I re-attempted the power shower last night post-class, before hanging with Dustin. And since he chose our activity of the night: chips & salsa (ok I chose that part) and a beer (he chose that part) at the Yard (a bar just up the street from his place), I figured a little pre-funk was totally necessary. Especially after that #viadoom commute home from school.

So I did it. I pre-funked hanging out with Dustin. I prefunked with a power-shower and a less-than-pumpkin-y beer. And it was just alright.

I Love the Coffee

This morning I got to school at 8am after fighting the #viadoom traffic. I got here early for our weekly American Indian Law Journal meeting, which I once skipped and got guilt tripped/yelled at afterward. So, I now reason that I should just suck it up and go. Every Wednesday. At 8am. Awesome. Needless to say, I got to school at 8am, proceeded to engage in a 10 minute meeting, and then I was done. Really? We couldn’t have just e-mailed this meeting? Anyway…

After my meeting I went across the street to Starbucks, because in my early morning frenzy, I didn’t, again, have time/energy/motivation to make coffee. So, across the street I went (it’s so convenient, really), camel hobo bag full of books and lap top and snacks in toe, to get some coffee and do some reading. I sat in a corner near my friend Dave with my Americano, and I was really productive. I got two classes worth of reading and briefing done for Real Estate.

And then, I started to wonder: when did I begin to need coffee to function in the morning? Because really I do. I realized as I sat there. I’m a little ashamed to admit that. But it’s true, friends. It’s so true. I guess it’s not every morning that I need it. I can go all day Saturday without coffee and it’s alright, especially if there is ample time for naps and laziness. But on a school day, when I have to be productive (read: homework, class, motivation) I need coffee.

Maybe it began back in High School when we would skip class to go sit at Holsteins and drink sugary coffee drinks that would get you super excited about life because we didn’t drink alcohol – I was SUCH a good child, but really.

Or maybe it started even before that when my mom, the queen of coffee addiction, would take my brother and I through drive-through-coffee-stands and get us Italian Sodas and hot chocolates and sometimes let us sip on her iced mocha? It was just so good. I couldn’t wait to be a grown-up and be able to drink coffee whenever I wanted. And eat ice cream for dinner (which I rarely do, BTW).

Or maybe it was when Holsteins closed on Christmas Eve 2004 and we went to mourn the loss and exchange gifts, my high school friends and I. And then Ground bought the building. And then I was hired by my beautiful, blue eyed boss. Before the shop even opened. And I got all the free coffee I wanted. And I learned the joy of “happy hour espresso shots” (which are a secrete and are magical and if you ever have one you’ll want another and then you’ll get all super jittery and productive). And maybe the addiction (or was it just the like) continued when I worked there, at Ground in Hood River, on and off for 6 1/2 years because I’m cool and sometimes, as a 3L I still work at the same job I had when I was a Senior in High School.

 

At least I can make pretty latte art, right?

But really, I think the caffeine super addiction started my 1L year. Alone. In my first ever grown up, all mine, downtown/capitol hill Seattle apartment (ohh I loved that apartment). When I learned how to drink and love straight black coffee. And then everything was downhill from there. I also learned how to drink a big glass of red wine, alone, at night, after getting humiliated during cold-calls. So, really, maybe that’s where everything started to go downhill? Who knows?

But friends, I don’t know what to do about it. My coffee need/want. I don’t know if I want to do anything about it? I almost like it. It’s comforting in a way that is familiar and reminds me of home. And I like coffee. It’s delicious (especially when it’s from somewhere other than Starbucks). And I also like the energy it gives me.

So I guess, my question to you is: do you also suffer from the addiction? Are you worried about it? Should I be worried too? Knowing other people are going through the same thing makes me feel better about my choices. Because I’m easily influenced like that. Don’t judge me!

Tuesday Randomness

1. Yesterday I went to Dustin’s house to make us dinner. My dad gave me some salmon that he caught in the river (because that’s what he does, man things). And it needed to be cooked before it went bad and I felt like a terrible waster. Plus I never buy salmon because it’s expensive, so I figured I should take advantage. I went over to make us dinner, also because also my dad doesn’t understand single size (or I should say Rebeka size) portions. So our one piece of salmon fed both Dustin and I with leftovers (as I had anticipated). Anyway, I baked the salmon, made some asparagus and brown-rice-pasta, put them both together with a light creamy sauce then put the salmon on top. It was good (tooting my own horn, sorry) I win at quick Monday night dinner.'

2. I digress. I went over to Dustin’s to make dinner and he was all super smiley. I hadn’t seen him since his birthday because he was gone all weekend at the UO football game in Colorado. Lamesauce. He’s been gone like, non-stop for like, a month (like ha). Over it. Anyway, I thought he was just excited to see me. But he totally had something up his sleeve. When I went to open the fridge while making dinner I found flowers in there. I was all, “did someone give you birthday flowers? Weird..” And turned around and he had the hugest smile on his face. It was sweet. They were yellow tulips (tulips are my fav) and I was excited:

3. He also got me a book. But not just any book. A book that has his voice recorded in it. As in, his recorded voice reads the book to me. It’s a book about how he misses me when he’s gone. And it’s totally a kids book. And it was definitely very sweet. I give him props for his Monday night win (thanks, you).

4. It’s cold out. Very chilly. It’s officially fall, I think. I also I think I need more sweaters. Or maybe just a giant pendleton blanket to drape over my body forever. You can totally wear a blanket to law school, right? #imsocute

5. And today, speaking of being super cute, when I got to school I was all, Kyle I need coffee NOW (Kyle is my partner in the clinic, who I’m working on my theft 3 case, and my life with). I didn’t have time to get it before officer hours because Seattle traffic has been a nightmare since they closed the viaduct. And it took me like 45 minutes to get to school today. So I went across the street to starbucks, then came back all excited about my pumpkin spice americano. And then promptly spilled it on my shirt. Brown stain. Then I came home for lunch b/c one of my classes got cancelled and proceeded to spill red pasta sauce all over another part of my shirt. The boob part. WTF?

6. Now I’m off to interview another witness in my Theft 3 case. A police officer. Scary a little. I hope he’s nice and doesn’t give me a preemptive parking/speeding/sucking at life ticket or something? 

7. I hope you all have lovely days (and easy commutes, because traffic is a b-word). xxoo

Sarah’s Wedding

Ohh this weekend was another long one. I went home to my parents' house for some un-successful hunting on Saturday and came back to Seattle Sunday. 8 hours of driving in 2 days = a lot. Especially when you don’t get a deer like you were hoping you would. Also, I got tasked with writing a pre-trial motion on Friday that was due this morning. Gah. So much. Anyway, enough complaining. On Friday night I went to my friend Sarah’s wedding with my roommate Kylee (we were each other's dates, because we’re really cool, obviously).

Her wedding was at Hidden Meadows which is about 45 minutes north-ish of Seattle, in Snohomish. The venue was really cute – I was definitely a fan. The ceremony started at 5pm and then after that there was a cocktail hour, during which we mingled and enjoyed some wine. AND my “big sis” (and her awesome husband, Rick) was there. I hadn’t seen her in what seems like forever, so it was really fun catching up. Kylee and I hung out with Marian (big sis) and Rick basically the whole time. It was a good time.

Me, Marian and Kylee at the Cocktail hour:

Side note: Marian is my “big sis” from the sorority, and Sarah, the bride, was my “twin” meaning that we had the same “big” AKA Marian. And Kylee was our sorority sister too. Sarah, Kylee and I lived together in the same room in the sorority our Sophomore year and it was a super good time (think love sacs and many secrete McDonalds trips and forcing boys to do things for us, like put together futons and go on Dorritos runs for us during Finals haha).  And Now Kylee is my roommie again. So much Zeta Love!

Marian, Sarah, Kylee and Me at the Cocktail Hour:

After the cocktail hour they did toasts and fed us mini-foods (like sliders and other appetizer like snacks) which were delicious. Then Sarah and Collin cut their cake and had their first dance while we at mini-Trophy-cupcakes and had some more wine and then we got the dance party started. Marian, Rick, Kylee and I danced up a storm! My favorite was when they played Shout! – it really is the best wedding song (everyone think about the scene in Wedding Crashers ha). And we also shuffled to Party Rock (obvi).

Then, after an hour or two of dance party and snacks (they definitely brought out MORE sliders and cones of waffle fries = best idea ever), I was exhausted (Dustin’s Birthday the night before then working on that motion all day took it out of me)! So, I said goodbye to the wonderful bride and headed home to bed so I could wake up early the next morning and head back to White Salmon.

It was an awesome wedding! Congratulations Sarah and Collin!

HBD Dustin

Yesterday was Dustin’s 32nd Birthday. So old. Ha, I kid. He spent most of his day traveling back from Virginia (he was there all week for work) but I picked him up from the airport at about 8:30pm with a bag of his favorite jalapeno chips and a card. We then went back to his (freshly cleaned) apartment so he could change and shower before heading out for birthday fun.

I had been cat-sitting battle cat, so when he got there this was waiting for him, yay:

We had dinner reservations at SeaStar (a raw seafood bar downtown) but had to pit-stop at Ben and Kate’s for a little birthday surprise.

The guys got Dustin a cruiser for his birthday. Amazing. They win at gift giving.

We ended up cancelling our dinner reservation and eating fish tacos at Ben’s, having a drink, then heading to the bar up on Phinney Ridge for some more drinks. The boys rode their bikes and I drove. I got there before them and had tequila shots waiting when they arrived.

We hung out at Prost (the same bar where Dustin and I spent NYE this year) and Dustin and I had a mini-photo-shoot. Yay:

 

It was a good time.

And don’t you love Dustin’s new birthday sweater (complete with awesome elbow pads = love)? And his friend love too?

Then Dustin and I walked to his house and ate some birthday cake (which I made, home-made-status. White cake with buttercream frosting and raspberry filling). It was a good end to the night. Except for when I got upset because he only gave me one bite of the piece then at the rest himself. Ha. I’m ridiculous sometimes.

Today Dustin and his friend Pickle (the guy in the green shirt) are off to Colorado for the University of Oregon football game. Hardcore. I can’t wait for him to be back for a few weeks on Sunday. It feels like he’s been gone non-stop lately. And also I really want to carve pumpkins, so he needs to get home ASAP so I can force him to do halloween things with me (like make candy corn infused vodka drinks and carve pumpkins).

Now I have to go get ready for my friend Sarah’s wedding! Yay!

I hope you all are having a great Friday!

Monday Night Randomness

Did I ever tell you about the one time I made a majestic wolf picture while I was stranded on that Indian Reservation all summer? No? Well I did. I made a majestic wolf picture with markers and velvet from wal mart. And I made it while I was in my trailer, during the height of my reservation misery. And then I gave it to Dustin. And he framed it. And now it hangs above his toilette. It was one of the best things that came from the reservation. It really is majestic:

And also, today I was thinking, I really hope I didn’t offend anyone with my hunting post. Hunting is rad (when you do it as a healthy/natural food source). And venison is delicious. And I’m sorry if I made you upset. But I hope I didn’t. (this is what Seattle has done to me)

And also, it is Dustin’s birthday week and I am probably more excited about it than he is. But he is gone in Virginia until his actual birthday – lame sauce. Work, sigh. I guess that just gives me more time to prepare! I love birthdays, a lot, in case you couldn’t tell.

And also, I have a witness interview for my juvi case tomorrow morning. With the investigator. And a witness. So official and things. Oh, and because I don’t think I’ve told you this yet, I went to Omnibus on Thursday and when I got there I was surprised by THIS. What? Really? Crazy life. I couldn’t help but laugh, I didn’t know what else to do. Worst [not-quite] lawyer. Poor kid.

Alright, bed time for me now.

P.S. Candy Corn is the shiz. In case you don’t follow me on twitter and didn’t already know!