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J.D.
So, tomorrow (barring anything crazy) I graduate from law school. Holy smokes. I will sign my name Christine E. Archer, J.D. These letters. They are pretentious and yet, if done correctly, should be humbling at the same time. Lawyers are officers, servants, of the court. That whole “with great power comes great responsibility” thing. Knowledge Continue reading
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Change is a comin’
Hello Friends, I am sorry I have not written in a while. The second semester of your last year of law school has proven to be the busiest. With that said, it is hard to believe I am almost done. In just a few days I will be done with all of my exams and in Continue reading
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26
In a couple of weeks I will turn 26 years old. I like birthdays. At least I do now. I haven’t always. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy my birthday, but they also seemed to be flashpoints of anxiety for me. Birthdays always made me feel like time was moving too fast. Especially during years Continue reading
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Small Space, Small Budget
So Avery and I have been plagued by oatmeal our first few years of marriage. Both being grad students in a big city, we have had to rent our residence. This has meant that we aren’t able to put paint on the walls, change the flooring, or anything that would add any real splash of Continue reading
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Pantry Banana Bread
So this is one of my favorite throw-together recipes. Every single ingredient is something I almost always have in my fridge or pantry which means, if you find yourself with a few bananas that are too ripe to eat, this is the bread for you. It is wonderfully banana-y and moist. Enjoy! INGREDIENTS 1 cup Continue reading
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18 hours…
So last week Avery and I had to drive through some of the worst winter weather we have had in years so that I could get back to school. We started from Fort Wayne around 10:00 a.m. on Sunday morning. Emma was in the back seat with a bag at her feet and at her Continue reading
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Long Relationships and Little Siblings
Someone pointed out to me the other day something a bit scary; how young my baby sister was when Avery and I started dating. So I did the math myself. When Avery and I started seeing each other I was fifteen years old. Emma is six and a half years younger than me. That means Continue reading
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Our Worst Day
On December 10th Avery received a call from one of his best friends that one of his good college buddies Chris had passed away suddenly from complications with leukemia. We were both sad and shocked by Chris’s sudden death; he had beaten the cancer itself nearly a year earlier but, with an immune system still Continue reading
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Invisible People
There are moments in life that bring everything into sharp perspective, a flip-your-world-upside-down reality check. I had one of those this past week. For my final year in law school I have had the privilege of working in the Legal Clinic at my school. I work in the Criminal Defense Clinic. Our clinic works only Continue reading
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It’s Taboo but it’s true: His Happiness
I know it is taboo to say this, especially as a strong, empowered woman but I’m going to put it out there anyway: my husband’s happiness is more important to me than my own. This is taboo because of what it supposedly means. It means I am overly-submissive. It means I have a glass-ceiling on Continue reading
Briefcase on the Kitchen Table 