Linking up with Jennifer Fulweiler who says that when she evaluates opportunities she decides if it makes a good story or not.
Well....this ought to make a great story...some day. For those of you don't know....it's a long story but my husband was a teacher for 10 years when he decided to go to law school to become a lawyer. So, off he went to law school....with a lovely wife (that's me!) and 3 darling children in two. He graduated last year, he took the bar in Virginia, passed it and moved to Virginia with his lovely wife and now 4 darling children. However, he was unable to find a lawyer job so ended up going back to teaching.
Well, he decided that taking the Virginia bar was so much fun, that he's going to take the Indiana bar this summer. Just finished the application process (which is long and involves basically telling your entire life story in minute detail to the law examiners) . Of course, he's still looking for a job here in VA, but also looking in Indiana.
Why Indiana, you may be asking? Don't worry, I'm asking the same thing myself. Actually, I grew up in Rhode Island, but this past September my parents moved to Indiana. Ever since then, they've been trying to woo us out there with promises of plentiful Catholic home school groups, cheap living, low traffic and tall corn. They didn't mention the oodles of free babysitting they will provide, but I know they meant that too. Anyway, who can resist the lure of tall corn? So hi ho, hi ho...maybe it's off to Indiana we go. Or maybe not....depending on if he finds a job here.
Anyway, this a long way of pleading, begging, or stealing prayers for us. For our discernment, for the bar exam and for him to PLEASE find a lawyer job so he doesn't have to spend another year trying to teach Spanish to a bunch of teens who don't believe in school or studying or homework or anything like that.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the worst sleeper of them all?
Actually she's not the worst sleeper. She's just the worst alone sleeper. My other kids were taking like 2 hours naps at this age (18 months). Not Elsa. If she sleeps for 45 minutes, I consider it A VERY LONG NAP. And, nighttime...well she's gotten better. Let's just leave it at that. If it weren't for co-sleeping, I'd be a walking zombie.
Let's compare. Here is a picture of all my kids at around age 1.5.
Why, oh, why, oh, why is it only the boy that has any kind of hair to speak of? Although Elsa is doing better than Heidi and Greta were at the same age. She still has nowhere near the hair John had. I mean, he had already had a few HAIRCUTS by that age. Why does the boy get the best hair?
Is it still Lent? Anyone else feel like this is the LONGEST LENT EVER. Maybe because Easter is so late this year, but I feel like we should be done by now. Or maybe my life is just one, big, long Lent. That could be it.
Or maybe I'm just too melancholic which is why I say exaggerated things like My Life is One Big Long Lent, when really compared to most of the world, I have a very easy life.
I can't think of a last quick take, so I'm going to make this a slow-take and answer Kendra's questions. Now, I can double link-up.
1. Where do you live? And why do you live there?
See take #1
2. What's are you currently watching and/or reading?
Reading: The Theology of the Body for Beginners (Christopher West)
Beyond the Birds and the Bees, Raising Sexually Whole and Holy Kids (Popcaks)
Watching: I gave up watching alone for Lent. So, I just watch Psych with Ben. Except I usually fall asleep, so I end up not watching much and never finding out who the murderer was.
3. What kind of Catholic are you: cradle, or convert? (Or considering?)
4. Can you point to one moment or experience that made you a practicing Catholic? (Or want to be?)
Well, I was raised Catholic, but it was through attending Youth 2000 Retreats in College that I began to understand the Catholic faith even more and grow deeper in my faith.
5. How many pairs of shoes do you own?
1 pair of tall boots
1 pair of sneakers
3 pairs of flats
2 pairs of sandals
1 pair of high heeled pumps (I haven't actually worn these yet, I just got them for my brother's upcoming wedding in May).
Hmm...that seems like a lot, but it really doesn't feel like that much.
6. Are you a good dancer?
7. Who usually drives, you or your husband?
My husband, usually. He says I'm a bad driver. I'm really a very good driver, except for the fact that I learned to drive from my dad. Anyone who has ever driven with my dad knows exactly what I'm talking about.
8. What's your favorite holiday and how do you celebrate it?
Any holiday we spend with friends or family.
9. Which is correct? Left or right?
10. Do you have any scars?
I have a scar on my right ankle from a roller skating incident when I was a kid. I also have three scars from where I had three (non-cancerous) moles removed.
11. What's the most famous thing you've ever done?
Well it's a toss-up between this decidedly un-famous blog or having my name published as one of the authors on a scientific paper published in the Journal of Dairy Science. Clearly, I am not that famous.