Swearing In, Swearing At

It's all in how you go about it. Lawyers and proto-lawyers, they all like to be sworn in. I don't know what the big deal is! Although I remember hearing something about not being able to practice law....Whatever!

Last Thursday

First, we lunched! And I couldn't help but notice the World's Largest Peppermill Grinder. Phallic symbol, anyone?
Duuuude! This thing was taller than Caitlin! And I'm not just saying that because it was on top of a cabinet, either. The one in front is about 18"-24" tall. It's clearly the one they break out when a diner requests a lot of pepper. And keep your distance, you cretin!

Lunch was yummy, only spoiled slightly by Men That Stare Too Much and these two looked pretty happy.

Passing the bar is a team effort. This is Team Scott and Sierra. He who provides the cookies and She who studies until her brain leaks out of her ears. Notice that their relationship survived the bar exam? A good omen, that! To tell you the truth, I kept expecting him to ask her to marry him right there at the table! Nope. He saved that one for Saturday.

After lunch we toddled/waddled/walked on over to the Theatre and met up with this fine young proto-lawyer.
Here she is pretending to be shorter than Eric (Who looks faaabulous in a suit, doesn't he?) by standing on the next stair down. Congratulations, Angela!

Public Service Announcement:

Tall women! Rejoice in your height! Be not ashamed! Do not hunch your shoulders! So saith Hatchet, she of technically average female height who somehow surrounds herself with Women of Unusual Height.

And then it was ceremony time.
The Supremes filed in - the Court, not the singing group!
And there was the talky-talky bits. Eric fell asleep. Caitlin sat on the floor amusing herself with something or the other and I considered the inside of my eyeballs.

Lunch + dim room + pregnant = Sleepy

Then there was the swearing!
Eric stood up to take his vows over again. Almost like renewing your vows at another person's wedding, I guess.

There was much rejoicing. Hugging and hand shaking ensued. Eric pleased Sierra with a quiet, "Congratulations, Counselor." and all was well.

Finally, there was ice cream and pie. A long drive home. And naps. Ahhhh!