WalMart…its defensive driving and birrth control in one.

Happy Sunday everyone. I wish I could say it was a Sunday funday, but in the world of law school, it was more of a Sunday workday and that just doesn’t rhyme as well.
Had to spend the morning recovering from the weekend in ATL, so I slept in. Fortunately, I go to a Baptist University and the library doesn’t open until 1pm. Then I hit the library and finished my Response Motion for Summary Judgement and Memorandum Brief. Were writing about on behalf of this whiny woman who choked on a goose bone, and I’ve about had enough of her.
After levying the lib, I did the one thing no person should ever do. Go to WalMart on a Sunday afternoon. The point of the visit was just to get lunchmeat and tackle my current home problem, which is that my garbage can like, stinks. I don’t even know why, I cloroxed it just last week. Something has to done, and WalMart has everything. There were WAY too many choices, lord knows if it’ll work.
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But not only doesn’t it have any product you could imagine, it serves so many other purposes…
Defensive Driving. If you have never driven in the Lakeshore WalMart parking lot, it’s the best lesson money cannot buy. Defensive, offensive, obstacle course, they have it all. I pray that Bumble and I make it put alive every time. (For those of you that don’t know, Bumble is my yellow 2010 Chevy Camaro with black stripes who I refer to as an animate object regularly.)
Birth control. Why am I the only person at WalMart without a child? Or seven for that matter? And why is that store like a playground for children of all ages? All I want is to get my air freshener and Special K cereal and get the HECK out of there. Instead, I have to dodge toddlers like an NFL player around defenders. Made it out safe…this time.
On top of all that, I decided NOT to wear my contacts or glasses all day and just kind of stated blankly at people and products. Awesome. Hopefully that box of Special K isn’t like, laundry detergent or something since I couldn’t see it.
On a happy note, I got a sweet package from Mom today full of St. Party’s decorations.
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They’re so cute (even though they don’t really match my place) and Im trying to post a picture but I’m using the WordPress app and don’t really know how so we will see if it works! there’s even an app for this. That way, I can write to you while watching Iron Chef on my chaise lounge. What did we do before iPhones? After this, I’m using this little gadget to book plane tickets to Texas for spring break! Hello tickets to Kid Rock at the rodeo, thank you Daddy!
Ok…time to tackle the trash can. I’ll keep you posted.

Hotlanta baby!

There is nothing better than a girl’s roadtrip! Last night, 4 of us coaches hopped in the car and drove the 2 hours (well, 3 if you count the time change) to Hot-lanta USA for the NAVBC Tournament the next day. Fellow coaches end up being some of your closest friends, because between practice, driving to tournament, the tournaments, driving home from tournaments and other club event, you spend a lot of time together! It is always great to lik e and enjoiy the people you work with, especially since work isnt always a cake walk. You won’t find a crack team of coaches like THIS anywhere else…

After a lovely night of player meetings, patrolling the hotel for wild 13 year olds who think it is cool to race the elevators in the Mariott and re-runs of “Say Yes to the Dress,” we slept a mealsy 5 hours before waking up and heading to the tournament. Fortunately, the GPS found a Starbucks, because we knew it would be a long day.

(sidenote, check out how fab our new coaching tops are…love them. Just wait until I bust out the Vegas gold one.)

I can’t say it was the best tournament we have ever had. The girls started slow, which I wrote off to an early start time on a Saturday. I thought they had proved my theory right when they won the second game of match 1. But no, that was about all they had in the tank that day. Match 2 and 3 went rough to say the least, it was like the girls weren’t even there. So after Match 3, when I had no voice and nothing positive left to say, I decided it was time to change comething.

TOURNAMENT TIP: Try to motivate your team in different ways. Soemtimes, they might need encouragement, other time they need some team bonding excersizes, and finally, they might need a little tough love by getting mad. You know your team best, putting you in the position to give them the treatment that will best motivate them to plkay hard and work together.

Tough love is what mine got. After match 3, I decided that it was time to just be mad. They havent ever seen me mad before, but there is a first time for everything. they were instructed to speak to now one, to stay as a team and to get to thinking about how they had plkayed. Then I left to go watch the 17’s play. 2 hours later, I returned for the start of our match without saying a word. We went through a silent warm-up, and the only thing I said before the game was they had better be there to play. Then I was silent through the game, minus saying “sub 1” and “so-and-so youre in for so-and-so.” They got the point. And sure enough, won the game! Before game 2, the team apologized in a group, and finally got some words of wisdom from me. “It took your Coach not speaking to you during a game, to realize you know how to play as a team. You have what it takes, you just have to apply it and work together.” They didn’t end up winning the second game, but they did play harder. It was a rougher day in general, but I chalk it up to a learning experience and hope they will keep that in mind for the next tournament, which is this weekend. No rest for the weary!

We had a great weekend overall. I always look forward to having other teams play at the same facility with me, because it allows for the coaches to work together. We may not look like we are, but this was some serious conglomeration of athletic minds going on during these matches.

After a nice trip home with a delicious and nutritous dinner at Taco Bell, we arrived back in Birmingham to sleep in our own beds. Don’t get me wrong, I love being tall but it had its disadvantages and one of them is bed size. At the hotel, Coach Shelby and I, both being 6 feet tall, had at least a foot of leg hanging off the end of the bed and did NOT get a glorious nights sleep. I welcomes the sight of my fabulous bed in my apartment. Now back to the real world to get up in the morning and finish this Motion for Summary Judgment and Memorandum Brief in Opposition to turn in by 9am on Monday morning. Goodnight!

-SH

What I SHOULD have titled this blog…

would have been, “True Life” I am a 1L.” But let’s be hoenst, unless youre sharing in all the loveliness of law school thats probably the LAST thing anyone ever wants to know about. I already bore my family and friends to tears with stories of cases and motions and judgments, and tons of other things they have no interest in. So you’ll only get a small dose of that, dont you worry! ūüėČ

I haven’t been on WordPress in over a year, so let’s get reacquanted. I am Samantha. I’m a 23 year old law student at Cumberland School of Law in Birmingham, Alabama.¬†¬†Although I attempt to introduce myself as Samantha, it never works and I end up being Samm again. Yes, there are 2 mms in Samm, because I am not a boy.

Yepp, thats me. I came from Texas and will always love the home state! In fact, I am missing the Houston Livestock Show and Rode cook-off weekend right now and am NOT please about it. Its go Texas day today. My family is still back in Texas and I visit frequently. Probably more frequently than my parents want, since it seems like the minute they get rid of both kids…one comes right back.¬†¬†If i had a stetson here, I would have worn it to the library.

I have played volleyball for basically my whole life, but there comes a point when apparently you run out of NCAA eligibility, and you have to retire. Well, that point was 2 yaers ago. Those who can no longer play…coach. So now, I am Coach Samm, head coach of the Team Sting 16-2 junior national volleyball team.

 I wish I could say there was MORE to what I do, but thats about it. I go to class, I study, I coach. And occasionally when I get bored, I bake cupcakes because if I could do anything in the world, it would be drop out of law school and open a cupcake bakery. Second to that, is being a fabulous attorney, and a blonde one at that. Who says Legally Blonde had to be JUST a movie?

We are headed to Atlanta tonight for the North Atlanta Juniors Tournament that will be played tomorrow. Roadtrip with 3 other coaches should be a good time as usualy. We are in a power division, which is the higher of the age group divisions. It could quite possibly be a serious learning experience for the girls. I have a fabulous team…energy, skill, passion, they have it all. Except for being 6’4 with 25″ verticals. I walked by a girl the other day that was my size and I had at LEAST a decade on her.¬†They are growing them big nowadays, I tell you. ¬†That is the power division for you. But we are doing it, and I count on them to rock.¬† They better be ready to go, because with a 7:45am start time on Saturday morning, Coach Samm might need a cup of coffee. Of 4.¬† Fortunately, it is pretty impossible to be in a bad mood around my bunch no matter how early in the morning.

Coming off rpactice last night, I do feel we are ready. Now for Drill of the Day. SCRIMMAGE WITHOUT A SCORE. This is a general scrimmage, nothing fancy, nothing special. the point of the drill is to focus the girls not on the score, but on playing a winning game. Sometimes, during the game, players get so caught up in being ahead of behind on the scoreboard, that they forget to just play a game to win. We did the first game keeping a regular rally play score. The second game, thsoe smarties started keeping track of the score on their own, and we had to change it up. For the second game, switch to  reward and penalty system.Regular rally scoring for the most part, but when someone misses a serve or lets afree  ball drop without going for it, you subtract a point from that team. It shows the girls how important it is to make their serves and make perfect passes on easy plays to set up their offense. They got the point, and the second scrimmage was a good hard game. For good measure and to brag on them, my 16 year oplds beat the 17 year olds both game. Get it girls.  

In the meantime, I have a Response to a Motion for Summary Judgment and a Memorandum Brief in Opposition to perfect. I know I said I wouldn’t bore you to death with legal jargon, but this is¬†MY¬†blog, right? Back to the library and then to an envirograting Lawyering and Legal Reasoning seminar that would put even the most interested law student to sleep.

If you want more, follow me on Twitter, @SAHorwitch. For now, as one of my professors ends EVERY email…happy trails.

Disclaimer!!

My blog is nor professional advice. I'm not a chef, a nutritionist, a certified sports medicine professional or a lawyer (yet.) I'm just a girl who tries to cook healthy for herself, coaches off personal playing experience, lives by the law she knows and understands and blogs for enttertainment. Seek out a professional if you need help is any of the above categories. Thanks for reading!