Thursday, April 05, 2007

He passed!

That man who walked into a bar in a previous post? Well, he conquered said bar with ease. Just six hours ago (yes, I'm awake at 4am... ah, pregnancy), Chris was vacuuming the house in anticipation of my Mom's arrival today and I was looking on the Internet to find a good place to take her to dinner on Friday. Chris had mentioned the NM bar results would probably be posted sometime next week, so I decided to go to the NM bar exam webpage and bookmark it so I could check every day. Weeeeelllll... turns out the NM bar examiners were much more efficient than we expected, because results were posted yesterday.

I sat there looking at the top of the page (labeled February 2007 Bar Exam Results) wondering whether I should scroll down and look for Chris's name, whether I should quickly close the webpage and pretend I'd never gone there, or whether to scream Chris's name at the top of my lungs and make him look first. I took the cowardly way out, deciding that I'd check the list and if he wasn't on it, then I'd decide whether to tell him the results were in or not. Don't get me wrong; I fully expected Chris to pass. It's just that I recognized that my ability to predict the future is still not 100% accurate.

So... after a few deep breaths, I scrolled down and lo and behold, there was his full name sitting all pretty in the PASSED and ready to be admitted to the Bar list. How fantastic. I can not begin to tell all of you, my Internet friends, just how thrilled I am for Chris. Four years ago next month we were in Chicago celebrating my MBA graduation (much cooler than actually going to the silly ceremony) and Chris mentioned that he had always wanted to go to law school and thought that maybe it was time to take the first step.

And now here we are... in New Mexico; with the entire law school experience behind us. It's so great to watch someone you love set a goal and completely achieve it, even surpass it.

So congratulations sweetheart. You worked hard. And you deserve all this success. Chris's grandparents are coming out from California to attend the swearing in ceremony. I am now taking bets as to which of us starts crying first.