Movin' on Up {movin' on up} to the East Side

Can anyone name the TV show this was a theme song for? Movin' on up, movin' on up, to the East side, movin' on up. We finally got a piece of the PIE!!!!

My first year as the legal assistant/office manager at GC Dietrich Law is almost over. Honestly the last year has gone so fast. I have learned a lot and my brother has been so patient with me as we both learn the ins and outs of bankruptcy law. Daily I am grateful that I don't have the same stressful work environment as I did before. Don't get me wrong, my work here is BEYOND stressful some days but I feel like I'm appreciated so it's all good.

And this has to do with moving....how?

All this year I've been working in our Clearfield office. Clearfield is right next door to Layton, about 30 miles north of Salt Lake. Geoff works most days in Salt Lake so I have this ridiculously huge corner office [we're talking floor to ceiling windows on two full walls] and a gigantic desk to myself. All day. Every day. But honestly, why do we have it when he's only up here one day a week [if that]. He only comes up this way if we have a client who lives and wants to meet in Davis county and he meets with them in the conference room.

So I'm moving down to the Salt Lake office this week. Really it should be chaotic this week with packing but I'm in avoidance mode. I have a handful of large projects on my plate due by Thursday and Friday that I don't have time to pack and all that. So I'm thinking I have to come in Saturday to move everything.

My dream of being the little-big-city girl is coming true. I think Salt Lake is a little big city. I might end up moving down there but I'm not sure. Why give up rent that's a couple hundred bucks a month?! I've saved a ton over the last year and a half living with the parents.

In honor of the move to Salt Lake I surveyed my closet and said, I need more work appropriate pants. In my email the next morning I found a lovely note from Express saying they're having a summer sale and all their tops and pants. Well sign me up! I bought 3 pairs of pants and a shirt that I have been coveting for months. Who doesn't love a good blue and white striped oxford shirt? I look like I belong on a boat but I love it. Give me a pair of loafers and some white shorts and call me cap'n!


PS - This weekend I'm hosting a birthday party / game night 80s style. I'm hoping a lot of people come in costume because really the 80s were fabulous for outrageous clothes. I borrowed my sisters leg warmers and I am so excited - I LOVED my leg warmers when I was little. For snacks we're having Shasta, Kool-Aid, and Cheetos, etc.

Can anyone think of other food fads that came out in the 80s?

Trying New Things

Alex and I decided we'd take turns planning dates if we don't have a party or event to go to. Last weekend on my day we helped my parents take the cabinets out of the kitchen so Mom can have a huge picture window looking out over the valley, dinner, star gazing up in the mountains with a chart of constellations and ... a pedicure. His feet aren't disgusting but they were craggy and stuff. You know, man feet.

I said, I don't care what you say but we're going to get a pedicure, my treat. He didn't put up too much of a fight. We got there and he was excited for the massage chair and laptop [which he promptly dropped on the floor] and the free soda. He squirmed less than me when they razored and pumiced the bottom of his feet [I seriously can't sit still - I almost kick the guy in the face every time].

When the lady doing his feet asked him what color he wanted he sarcastically answered green and she got up to get the color. You should have seen the panic in his eyes. Oh man.

I'm nervous that after such a girly date night he's going to plan something ultra manly next weekend. Like paintballing, or rifle shooting, or drag racing.