Well, I wish I had a lot to report since last we chatted.  Let me see, the boys are almost 3.  They aren’t potty trained.  (Too lazy.  Me, not them)  They are talking up a storm.  Their favorite cartoon is Tom and Jerry (go them!)  We moved to a house a few doors down from my parents’ in NoVA.  I had a short stint doing contract work in DC.  After years of thinking I never wanted to go back to work, and certainly never wanted to practice law, and GOOD LORD NOT CRIMINAL DEFENSE!  I feel like I want to.  I mean, I really really want to.

I have a little office in a town called Burke.  My cousin comes and helps out with the admin stuff that I have trouble with.  I am writing a ‘real’ blog.  Meaning, its going to have real legal content.  Not just me bragging about how great I am or how I’ve run marathons or how the presidential race is a fiasco (by the way, read below about my Sarah Palin rants.  They still hold true, don’t they?)

I’m going to take the Virginia bar in July.  Virginia seems to discriminate against women who stay home with their kids.  I can’t waive into the state’s bar because I haven’t been working full time in the practice of law for 5 of the last 7 years (since I spent 2 at home with the boys).  But that’s ok.  It’s good for me, right?  I’m also filling out my paperwork to waive into D.C.  For now I limit my work in VA and DC to immigration.  It’s good.  I know it.  I’m decent at it.  But my first love, my true love, is criminal defense.

So, I’m going back.  You cannot escape your true passion.  I love Afghanistan.  I love the idea of the American Dream and helping people achieve it, but I also love a good prosecutor smack down.   I don’t know how or why, but its one of those things – its either got you or it doesn’t.  And it had me at “not guilty”.