Thirty-Six Hours, Three Thousand Miles

It's 10:00 p.m. on Sunday night. Exactly one week ago, at this very time, I had just checked into a hotel room in Washington D.C. Less than 24 hours later, I was back on a plane headed home. Given obvious time restraints, my sight seeing was limited to a view of Arlington National Cemetery from the highway, a view of the capitol building from a high-rise in Virginia, and a trip to the Smithsonian store in the airport.

Needless to say, one week ago I was experiencing an agonizing temptation, for I was sitting in a hotel room three miles from 1600 Pennsylvania Ave., knowing this was my only opportunity to hop on a train headed downtown and catch a glimpse of something, anything. But my mature, responsible, adult side prevailed. As I got ready for bed instead, I was a little bit heart-broken and a little bit proud.

Michael and I Were Tight

This summer I went to the Experience the Music Project in Seattle. I stumbled upon an impromptu memorial to Michael Jackson, who had died only a couple of weeks earlier. It inspired me to add my own impromptu moment to this video.

Brought to You by MacBook Pro

My laptop died a couple of weeks into the semester. For the next month I used a loaner from the law library, an oversized, bulky Dell. Then, two weeks ago I came home and found a beautiful surprise from Chris quietly sitting on the table.



(Insert lots of excited exclamations here!!!!!)

The box opened to reveal a computer nestled in a perfectly designed package, with clean compartments and tabs for the few extras included. Inside the box I discovered one sexy piece of technology. The slim body opens and closes like a glove, the solid casing is made from one piece of aluminum, the key board is backlit, and the power cord is pure genius. Most importantly, the computer operates as well as it looks. Aside from the geeky specifications that make the machine run smoothly, I love that it powers up and powers down in a matter of seconds. And the battery life is awesome.

Given my disdain for the loaner laptop I was using, one may wonder why I hadn't already purchased a replacement. After my HP Pavillion DV2000 died, I was shocked to discover that there was absolutely no laptop on the market that would fulfill two of my laptop requirements. I wanted a laptop with a 14 inch screen size and no shiny or matte black casing. The MacBook Pro, coming in at 13 inches, was the closest thing I could find, but I was deterred by the price. I was not deterred by the price, however, when accepting it as a gift from my husband, thus ignoring all concepts of community property learned in law school.

Not only is my MacBook Pro sexy, sturdy, and functional, but it also makes me look sexier. Here are a couple of pictures I took using Photo Booth.





Well, the last one isn't so sexy, but it is ferocious.

What else can I say except that my husband is the best, and this blog proves it.

Just a Few Balloons

Chris and I went to the Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta earlier this month.


The balloons come in all shapes, sizes, and colors.


Just a few balloons and a few spectators...


Stand clear of the flame shooter.


I was excited to see the Target balloon calling me home.


Chris was excited to see this balloon, perhaps calling him home too.


Thanks to my aunt, uncle, and cousins who shared their home with us over the weekend. We enjoyed being your guests.