New Years Resolution(s)

Last Sunday’s sacrament meeting consisted of my parents talking, mostly on the annual “New Year’s Resolutions.” However, before they spoke the Bishop got up to say that he was going to call up a few visitors to give a quick testimony, mainly as it related to resolutions. When I heard that I did what you always do when the situation arises for “volunteers,” which I think of as unprovoked attacks, including when a professor calls on you—look away. Do NOT make eye contact. Luckily he called up two others, but my mind raced for something to say just in case he did call me up.

Resolutions, resolutions…the first thing to pop into my head was: get married. I’m pretty sure that is what my family wanted me to say. Except for one particular family member who likes making fun of my single status too much. I’m good with my single status, possibly forever. However, I do remember a few years ago when I had my first real legal internship where I was ready to concentrate on my career and not even worry about a relationship or a social life…then I sadly remembered I SUCKED at working! It was a hard day that day.

My sister tries to teach me how to flirt, because I’ll admit, I suck at that as well. My brother tried to tell me things to help me out, and I realize and admit that I do everything wrong. I don’t go out on the weekends, and if I do, it’s with a group of girls and we watch chick flicks in someone’s apartment. I don’t like making new friends, and I am way to picky (although I think it’s a legitimate thing to be picky about who you date.) I seem to like only boys who don’t like me, and if a boy does like me, I sincerely think something is wrong with them. My friend says I must have psychological problems. She’s probably right. So, I find it completely hopeless to have a resolution on this subject entirely.

Grades are a wash. My only goal (and has been since first semester grades came out) was to keep my cumulative GPA above a 2.7. It’s the only thing that stands between me and graduation. (Although, my main strategy here is still to pray before and during a test that God will direct my pen. This is even harder as we take our tests on computers.) I guess that counts as a resolution.

Job. Fingers crossed on an actual legal job! I’m pretty sure I could get a job at Barnes & Noble, or Borders, or a janitor at a local high school. I just need to make enough to keep my car payments up. It might be my new home! Also, some people in the family are destined to be rich, and have been offering positions for me to be their nanny. This has gone on for a little bit, and no one thinks it at all amiss that me with my JD would be a nanny. This is also a pointless area to focus on.

The ever popular: weight loss. No comment.

So, I guess this means no resolutions this year. I’ll just stay my positive and sunny self! 2009 is going to be ok…probably!

World's Tiniest Violin

My family was going down memory lane these past weeks. First, we mentioned how certain family members were named after people. Mom and dad can remember pretty much whom everyone was named for. John, my oldest brother, came to us as John, his middle name was named after a boxer. Brooktynn was named after my dad's friend and a basketball player. Meredith after two friends, Carlos, after said boxer, Sara after a song and a family member, Lexi was after a singer, Ruben after the law school and dad. When I ask why I was named Jordan Lyndsay. Complete blank. And people think being a middle child isn't so bad.

So, as I ask my dad one more time if he remembers at all why he liked the names Jordan or Lyndsay, I got the courage to ask a question. Growing up my dad also nicknamed me Peaches. I always thought it was because I was pretty as a peach or something cute. A few weeks ago, someone said Dad called her Peaches because she was hairy like a peach. To say the least, it ruined being called peaches for me. Mom and dad just laughed and told me that was NOT why they named me Peaches.

That gave me the courage to ask a question that has traumatized me over the years. Once when I was little and in Primary, there was the yearly primary program. My oldest sister got a solo to sing, and that is when another sibling told me: They asked mom if you wanted to sing too, but she hit the low note on the piano over and over again and told them that is how you sang.

I love being middle child.

I don't mean to be dramatic

But I would rather be shot in the face rather than be outside in Omaha again!

It is FREEZING!

People would always ask me, "Is it cold in Omaha?" And I would reply something to the effect of, "Not any worse than here." I lied. It is way worse here in Nebraska!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Adios Amigas

Since 1L year there have been a group of the six of us. Jennifer Tarazon, Jennifer Fuentes (Langi), Natalia Martins (Merino), Ankitha Satyam, Liz Liljenquist, and myself. We were the brown girls + Liz! Two of my best friends have now graduated and are leaving BYU for good! Ankitha is going to Las Vegas, and Jenn T is going to Los Angeles. They survived BYU and living amongst the Mormons!

Ankitha, Me, Liz, Jen F, Natalia, Naseem, Jenn T


I remember meeting Ankitha the first day of law school orientation, and we were in the same group touring the building. We even got carrels next to each other. After walking back from the key office and putting our stuff in our carrels I remember turning to her and asking, "If the professor calls on me and I don't know the answer, will you still be my friend?" (which I should have said, WHEN and not IF) I also remember when Ankitha told us she called all the bookstores in the area to find a cheaper Property textbook, including Deseret Book!

I met Jenn mid year. Jenn works hard for what she gets, but I do recall a conversation about how her parents bought her brother a new car, and she wasn't too happy about it. Then the question was asked, "What kind of car do you drive?" Came the reply, "A Lexus..." Jenn was my law school prom "date" first year. The best one so far! (and not just because she didn't have a Chester the Child Molester Mustache!)
My law school career so far is full of memories with these girls! This last semester wont be the same without them!

Son of a Nutcracker!

This morning I woke up, (and by morning I mean noon) and it was SNOWING! Usually, I think that unless there is a chance you get to get a snow day, then snow isn't that awesome. Its cold and harder to drive in, but today it actually wasn't so bad. It made it feel more like Christmas. (FYI, sitting in a library all day studying for finals does NOT help create a holiday spirit).

So, it was nice to feel the holiday cheer. Then, our ward rented busses up to Temple Square to see the lights. It reminded me of all those times growing up when we went on Temple trips to Chicago or St. Louis and we took the busses. (Its a much more pleasant memory than the time my work in DC took us to a leadership training thing at Gettysburg and the busses STANK!--2 hours each way of sitting/sleeping with my nose plugged!)

It was freezing, but fun. We were supposed to go to the Joseph Smith movie, but we arrived too late. So me and my roommate went to the Beehive House and took a tour. Not the usual route, but it was still fun. Then we wandered around. Like I said, super cold, but fun.

The Last Shall Be First, and the First is the Last

Today was my last final. It was also my first. It was very anti-climactic. What am I going to do with my nights now? I've made a small list.

Read a book.
Watch TV.
Finally hang up my laundry I've laid on my chair.
Finally clean my car.
Make myself dinner.
Do laundry.

Any other suggestions?

Peer Pressure

Peer Pressure is why I am at school right now instead of on my bed watching episodes of The Office and 30 Rock.

Stupid Finals.

I have work to do, I should probably do it. But technically I only have one final...so why am I at school!? One of life's great questions.

Peer Pressure. Studying--Everyone is doing it!

I should probably get back to going over my outline.

Yep, this is how we do it. Study like a law student!

Why I Will Never Be Alone

I have my niece. Yes, since I am now last of the Zendejas' in Provo to be married, when we go to dinner as a family the couples are paired off, and I'm--seating wise-- paired off with my cute niece Charley. We are tight.

This weekend my sister Brooktynn was in town visiting her in-laws with her new husband. She came down on Saturday to hang out. While we were all sitting in Meredith & Ben's living room they began to play a game. Its the game where you say, "My Daddy!" or "My Mommy!" This gets Charley jealous and she cries out, "No, MY mommy/daddy!" and she fights you for them. With Brooktynn and Ryan there, they also began to play "My Ryan!"

I guess she got tired of fighting. So when Meredith and Ben and Brooktynn all claim their spouses, and wait for Charley to fight, Charley just walks up to me and gives me a hug saying,

"MY NorNin!"

(NorNin=Jordan, for all those in the know).

Smart little girl! It was super cute.