Next Door 2 .....Paradise: The Nervous Shoe Equation

Friday, January 2, 2009

The Nervous Shoe Equation

This is the one they don't teach you in law school. The number of shoes you pack for trial is directly proportional to the nervousness you feel. Nervous factor x Y = number of shoes packed. So far I have at least 10 pair. For a 5 day trial....

7 comments:

JO said...: Hmm, I think you are on to something! Sounds like a new law geek blog startup!; January 2, 2009 at 9:16 AM
Paranoid said...: I am so excited for you. You're going to kick some serious butt in court, and knowing you, each and every one of those pairs of shoes is totally cute.

God luck! I'll be thinking about you for the next 10 days. Just remember, you are really, really good at what you do and you ARE prepared for whatever comes your way. You will rock.; January 2, 2009 at 2:55 PM
Busy Bee Suz said...: Funny....good luck. You will do well..just remember this: YOU ROCK!!!!!!; January 2, 2009 at 5:11 PM
Jenn @ Juggling Life said...: And Y stands for?

Here's to rocking the courtrooom in outstanding footwear.; January 2, 2009 at 8:07 PM
Anonymous said...: Oh sister. You CAN do this. I believe in you!!! Go get 'em. (and you're going to look fabulous, so there's that too.); January 2, 2009 at 11:12 PM
Jen said...: Good luck to you. If you need more shoes just go down the highway in Florida. There's plenty to choose from, if you haven't heard.

(I think it's in Florida); January 3, 2009 at 2:36 AM
dkuroiwa said...: okay...so here's what you do...after you get dressed and have on any one of those pairs of shoes...stand in the bathroom, in front of the mirror...lower your head a bit...you know, kind of seductively...in a low, sultry voice say...."girlnextdoor".
then go out there and kick some butt!; January 5, 2009 at 10:06 AM

The Cast Of Characters

Me: See about me above

Son: 21 YO, back at college after taking a "break" between his Sophomore and Junior year of college (which lasted exactly 1 semester before he had to go back of his own accord...), ridiculously funny, adorable, smart, athletic, musically gifted and pusher of all my buttons. He's the reason doctors invented Valium.

Daughter: 21 YO SENIOR! in College, intelligent, funny, organized, beautiful, sweet, "blond", thoughtful, friendly, musically gifted, athletic, shortest temper on the planet when it comes to her twin brother. She's the reason vinters invented wine.

The Captain: My "Friend" in earlier posts, my partner, my housemate, my confidante, my Boss's friend of over 25 years. Yeah that's weird. But he is really awesome. And the Love of my Life.

EX: The man I was married to for 20 years who lived next door. Now he's dating the girlfriend he had before we met and pretends I never existed. Really. OH and his GF and I could be twins...except for the outgoing personality part. She is, my children tell me, very sweet and kind and I'm thrilled for them that she is.

Queen Bee: My now deceased 12 YO lab who had gone haywire. She pretended she couldn't hear you when you called her, but the word "TREAT" always got a reaction. She randomly forgot things - like in the middle of fetching the ball forgot what she was doing. She was the best dog ever.

Stinky: AKA Stinky Butt Daughter's Jack Russell who is no longer a Puppy but will always be the "Baby."

GoofusMarufus: The New Rescue Mutt we picked up while visiting Daughter in College. She is gorgeous, funny, but afraid of the strangest things. And she still hasn't learned to sail, sigh. And Stinky Butt, while home on break from College, taught her baaaaaad things!

DRD: Dumb Runaway Dog - Ex's lab who I used to babysit when we lived next door. She's a runner and ended up in the doggy hospital one night. Not. My. Fault. (I was not home!)