My first ever mood board of all the pretty things I wish I had for the Vespa.
Whoa, buddy that’s one big, hot picture.
Yesterday signaled the beginning of oral arguments, the pinnacle moment of many 1L’s first year. The sole reason they came to law school: to argue in public.
For the other half of the class, we’re just plain terrified.
Counselor Dalaney approached the judges today, and I tried to fulfill the role of proud-supportive-wife-of-a-handsome-law-student. He looked so darling on the Vespa that I couldn’t help but snap away. Plus, he totally rocked his argument.
Although I was barred from watching, I told him I felt like his fraternal twin. His pain was my pain. His aches, my aches. His woes, my woes. As for me, I’m scheduled to go next Wednesday. So, yes, I’m left feeling this pain all weekend long.
And so far, the only thing I can really focus on is what to wear…
Sunday was one of those days where:
1. You look outside and it looks warm.
2. You walk outside and it feels warm.
3. You decide to ride your scooter and the bitter wind assaults you. So deceiving…
Despite the violent wind chill, the birds, the squirrels, and the children were all present at the park. Spring is in the air!!