On April 15 2011 the most important man in my life passed away, my dad. I was always following him around as a child, desperate to help in any activity he was currently occupied with. I learned to work on cars, fix anything, and have great times with anyone.
My father never met a stranger and that was never more true at his funeral, I have never seen so many people packed into a chapel. The loss of his larger than life personality has left a gaping wound in me. It aches.
I called this man after every test, every goofball move I made. I was mad at The Boyfriend he was my first call, if I was excited about a job, he was my first call. And just between you and me, he was the only person I ever drunk dialed... a lot.
I got back to Nashville with only one of classes left. My heart isn't in it, but I won't throw the semester away. I am looking forward to a month off so I can stay in bed with the sheets over my head like I want to. In July we are headed to England so The Fella can do research. I promised to get my ever enlarging behind out of London and see the rest of the country while he is at Kew.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Right now I am working on cleaning, preserving, and indexing divorce cases from the early 1900's. One of the funniest things I've seen so far was a woman, during a deposition, said she wanted a new lawyer because her cousin was representing her. She attested to the fact that her lawyer consistently did worse than she, herself in law school. She made a move to represent herself. I just thought what it must have been like at the thanksgiving that year!
Sunday, April 3, 2011
I am being slack. We are nearing the end of my semester and I am always in study mode. I am registering for summer and fall classes in the morning and my sister is coming to town for a visit on Tuesday. Yeah, stressed about just a bit. I will return next week, I promise to be a better blogger from now on.