My double life.

Hey, y'all!

Tonight, I'm going to write about the fact that....I lead two lives.

Unfortunately, it's not very scandalous.

(Like the case I worked on this summer regarding the guy with two wives in the same town. 

Never get married in vegas, people!)

Sorry.

However, it is pretty obvious. To me at least.

And upon reflecting on the events of today, I have to use what happened to show y'all what I'm really talking about.

The fact that, while I am indeed Lizanne the law student, sometimes I think I am...

 Doreen: the domestic diva.

Don't judge!

Case in point:

This morning, I got dressed in my dress pants, heels, and cardigan; and I scattered out the door to the WFG.

I sat through civil lawsuits, answering some questions about class action. (get your act together, walmart!)

I picked up a handout from another teacher's office on modern litigation.

And then I observed juvenile court for two hours (another story for another time. yikes) with some of my peers.

Have we established the law student part?

Great! 

Moving on.

After finishing my homework for tomorrow and eating my PB&J, I clearly spent the rest of my day living as a fully-fledged Doreen.

I began by going to my friend Catherine's.

Where we...

turned on the food network (hooray another friend with cable!)

and...

Made this bread.

Sorry for the grainy pic! Feel free to buy me a Nikon DSLR anytime you'd like!

And these cupcakes.

Shown without the icing.

And these mini chocolate cakes

Filled with vanilla cream.

Yes, the last batch of treats came from (gasp) a box.

Why?

Because they were on sale at the Publix.

And I had a coupon.

And they were 50 cents a box.

Sorry I'm not sorry!

Speaking of Publix, after leaving Catherine's place, I went to the gym...and to the grocery store.

From my 23-year-old observations, most roll their eyes at the thought of their weekly trip to the grocery store. (If you are a male reader: 1. Welcome! 2. Read about this "grocery store" idea here.)

Oh but, I.love.going.to.the.store.

Today's trip was the best.

One advantage of my other life (student, remember?) is that you can grace the aisles of your store midday, sans the crowds.

Ah, grocery bliss.

You can take your time when picking what flavors of soup you'd like.

Since you can get a few this week because it's finally cooler and they're buy-one-get-one and you have a coupon. Hollaaaaa.

You can ask the butcher to cut your pork loin into chops.

Because the whole loin is cheaper and Charlie will cut it up fo' free.

You can buy two packs of feta since the crazy couponers haven't cleared the shelf yet since it's only the first day of the sale.

You can chat with the sample lady...and get two samples.

You can.....

Wait...WHAT the hay??! 

See?? Who LIKES going to the grocery store??!

Me. Guilty.

Oh, but she ain't done yet.

After leaving Publix, my LLBean canvas totes full of (half-priced) food items of variety and color, I came home and began washing my sheets and clothes.

Laundry day is normally Friday.

Why two days early?

Oh, just because I felt like it.

Count two: guilty. 

I then danced around my apartment to the new Needtobreathe, while vacuuming, dusting, cloroxing, and febreezing anything that sat still.

Guilty.

Lastly, I popped a casserole and some cookies in the oven, and had all my lovely ladies over for Bible study. 

Except less tupperware and dresse... and more Jesus and blue jeans.

Whew, a full day!

So anyways, what's my point?

Oh yea, that...

After a long day (and an even longer post, sorry y'all!) 

I've determined that I love this double life. 

Yes do my friends jokingly call me mom? Do I stick out when bringing muffins to writing class?

You bet ya! But I don't mind because..

I love having time to get away from the books and do other things I enjoy, and feel fortunate to do so.

Even if it is going to the gym.. and the store... and cooking... and organizing my desk!

I think sometimes culture tells us that, as a woman, you have to make a choice.

You either have to be super crazy career woman.

Or you have to sit at home with your glue gun and HGTV.

Some think the career woman thing is wrong, that us gals belong in the home.

Others, believe the idea of a domestic diva is old fashioned, only for those women without their own ambitions, or only for those featured in the glamorous portrayals on Bravo.

For me, the destined-to-be-mediator, I think either is GREAT.

Called to climb that ladder? Get it girl!

Given a heart for homemaking? Lady, that does count as an ambition. You are equally as important!

My contention is this:

Who says you can't have a law degree leading to a cool career and a clean house with yummy food and lots of guests?

I mean what if both give you joy?

I fully believe they can.

So, I think I'll choose both.

Whew- thanks y'all for putting up with the rambles!

Hope you have a great day...doing whatever brings you the most JOY!!

Love-

L (&D) ;)

You make known to me the path of life;

in your presence there is fullness of joy;

at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

Psalm 16:11

You word were found, and I ate them,

and your words became to me a joy

and the delight of my heart,

for I am called by your name...

Jeremiah 15:16