Names are IMPORTANT!

March 21, 2014

Juliet may be a rose if Romeo decides to call her one. That’s fine for her. But for me, I like to have things properly named and labeled. It makes life easier to know which specific type of woody perennial of the genus Rosa, within the family Rosaceae. Especially when there’s over 100 different kinds.

With that said, my father’s business has been named “Bruce L. Mansfield, P.C.” for a long time. I’m sure it was convenient since checks could just be made to him in name. Yet, on my birthday, (but not “for” my birthday) we changed the name of the business to “Mansfield & Mansfield, P.C.” which implies I have an important part to play now! This is great. It might not be a pay raise, per se, but it does give me that extra bit of incentive to make sure it’s not just the family name being dragged through the mud when I do work. I’m my name specifically, and I can’t get away from it!

Usually this is cause for celebration, but we’ll do a ribbon cutting, cake and punch at a later date. And we’ll change the web site and bank accounts at a later date too. But for now, it’s work as usual – just with a much more prestigious looking letterhead I don’t have to explain, “Yes, we’re related.”

Because regardless of whether we’re related, my name is on the door and paper like his is!


New Attorney Seeks Life After Law School

January 23, 2014

I got my results on Nov 1st, and I am happy to report that I passed the bar exam! I was licensed on Nov 1st, sworn in to the bar by a very kind local justice of the peace, Russ Casey, and have been working with my father in his law practice since then. You can see a picture or two of our office and the local courthouse on the firm website here.

Its been an exciting few months, even if we don’t consider the holidays, moving into an apartment, and family traveling as well. I’ve been 2nd chair on a few jury trials, accepted a court appointment, been reading lots of cases and statutes, and been giving people advice that they hopefully act upon for the betterment of their lives.

I’ll be honest (as I have to be according to the state rules/laws of being an attorney), it’s a lot of responsibility when people come to you looking for advice because people won’t pay attorney fees for unimportant matters. But! I wanted that responsibility because it meant I could do some of the good works God prepared for me to do, and that I would be well placed to see the results of that help in my client’s lives.

Its an exciting time. I feel blessed and thankful.


1 Month and Counting

October 3, 2013

You know what’s not funny? The same joke, over and over again. So I won’t complain any more about how I haven’t updated this thing during law school any more than I already have.

I DO get my results from the Bar Exam in November. That will be interesting. Come November, I’ll either be the happiest, hard working attorney, or a somewhat depressed, hard working legal intern. Either way!

I have found time to do more hobby. I am having problems posting the results of that into the WordPress site as you see it now at the iterativewarhammer blog. But the Flickr page where I’m posting my success is going well. I’ll link to that… right… here.

So, go and gaze upon my mighty works, and tremble!

In the meantime, I will be doing some car shopping. No one will be sympathetic to a lawyer or a legal intern who has to be dropped off by his wife each morning, and who walks home.


Summer Fun

June 6, 2012

Here’s a picture of what I’ve been doing the last few weeks. Luke and Tamsyn are doing Boy Scout camp and I get to stay at home and read all day. With the number of hours I’m taking, I have to constantly read more than I do even during the school year. I wish I didn’t have to, but then, I’m also glad I’m not plowing fields or picking crops. That goes with special significance since I have no idea what the appropriate farming activity is during June in Texas.


Nice Guy Finishes 2nd at Warhammer 40k Tournament at the Alamo GT

May 18, 2011

I’m back! A whole year of law school finished. Now I’m just waiting to find out if I did well or not, so I’ll update you when I find something out.

In celebration of the end of the first very long school year, my friends and I went down to San Antonio last weekend to attend the Alamo Grand Tournament for Warhammer 40,000. 40k, as the game is known to players, is the science fiction themed war game I’ve been building and painting in the monthly spare moment I have found in the past year. I’ve discovered that I enjoy the creative outlet of painting and constructing these small things and look forward to doing some more of it since my schedule should slow down a bit this summer. Until I leave for England to get married, I mean.

As if I needed more encouragement, at the Alamo 40k GT in San Antonio this weekend, I was awarded 2nd place Sportsmanship, or the Davy Crockett category. I didn’t win it due to my amazing generalship and impeccable win ratio (I went 1 win, 1 tie, and 3 losses), but because I was such a gracious player and was charming. Also, the incredibly bad luck for my dice might have had something to do with it, and I definitely wasn’t getting any painting points. I think my opponents felt sorry for me and rationalized it like this: “Good Game! Sportsmanship points for that depressingly bad luck you had there!” Or something to that effect. Oh well, I won $75!

I also hope to do some more blogging, but we’ll see how that goes. Progress has been made, however, since this post doubles all the posts I had since last year at about this time.

I have some pictures from the tournament and always some cute ones of Luke from recently. I’ll try and get those up in a timely fashion. If you look for thefathermapple on a couple of the big forums, or my favorite, bolterandchainsword.com, then you might see more of my painting process.

In the meantime, I’m going to go paint in preparation for a doubles 1 day event in Plano on the 28th, and hope to hear from any and all of you!

P.S. I’m trying to type more of this on my phone because that seems like a good idea. It means I’m into it more often and its more constructive than looking at things like… This.


10 Days

May 2, 2011

So, a lot changed since that April 18th post preceding this one. Let’s just tick some things off the list:

- I got engaged to Tamsyn last August. That was very nice.
– I passed my first semester of law school at Texas Wesleyan. Fun.
– I got to visit Tamsyn after Christmas due to snow storms and horrible service from American Airlines. That was incredibly frustrating followed by lots of joy.
– I started a hobby of painting and modeling plastic and metal figures, which I wish I had more time for instead of homework.
– My son turned six, I hit 28. His party was better than mine.
– In ten days and four tests (one today) I’ll be done with my first year of law school.
– In two months and 14 days I’ll be getting married to Tamsyn in England.

So if you’ve got some spare prayers or happy thoughts, I’d appreciate them the next 10 days.

What have you been up to?


Acceptance: Updated

April 20, 2010

I have a lot of news I’m going to spread over a few posts. I need to cover my new/old hobby of painting miniatures, my fantastical trip to England that I just returned from, and my acceptance into a law school.

First, the most immediate bit of news that most people will find quite important.

I got accepted to the 2010 Fall semester at Texas Wesleyan Law School. This is good news. I am still awaiting a decision from Southern Methodist University Dedman School of Law.

The GI Bill should cover all the costs of me attending law school at Wesleyan. It’s located in Fort Worth, which is not too far away. Commuting would be possible and traffic would be less than going to Dallas.

Regardless of which school I go to, I will be a law student next fall. No teaching, no paralegal work, and no Army. Also, no social life.

If you’d like to see me before the Fall, please let me know! It will be a productive kind of social isolation.

Edit: As of April 18, it’s final: I’m going to Texas Wesleyan in Fort Worth!  Go Rams!


P.U. at B.U.

March 5, 2010

In a letter dated February 26th, 2010, which I received this week, Baylor Law School Admissions Committee regretfully informed me that, after careful review, my application for admission to the Fall 2010 quarter has been denied.

Shucks.

Actually, Double-Shucks. Five years ago, I could chalk some of the disappointment I felt upon receiving a denial letter from a law school to several factors. I hadn’t studied at all for the last possible LSAT date of the school season. I had applied during the “late” windows for most of the schools. I didn’t get to spend much time with the personal statements or essays. I was expecting my son to be born in a few weeks and was nervous.

I don’t have those excuses this time. I am consoled by the fact that my father wasn’t admitted to Baylor either. He didn’t need those Bears, and I don’t either!

Perhaps I shouldn’t say that, so other future schools don’t think I’m some kind of fair weather turncoat, spitting childish names at a university because they turned me down amongst their huge pool of other applicants who are just as qualified and successful as I am. I should, in theory, be wishing the other happy, accepted applicants well on their personal journeys and hope they are successful in their endeavors.

Except, of course, if they are facing me in some future court room. I’ll go to lunch with another attorney where we’ll talk and laugh over law school stories. I’ll find out my opposition graduated Baylor Law School in 2013. Casually, I’ll put my napkin on the table after finishing my food, say I’m going to the bathroom and would they wait one moment, and then walk out the doors to my car.

They’ll sue me or something.

The “or something” part is why I want to go to law school.


“I Can’t Do It”

February 2, 2010

I’ve heard these words a lot recently. “I can’t do it.” “It’s too hard.” “Just tell me what to do.” Etc. This is either my son, a student who won’t read the directions on a worksheet, or a teenager who has not brought a writing utensil, binder, book to a reading class, or  can’t remember to complete or turn in their homework. The students won’t try unless it’s spelled out to them individually and repeated 100 times. Even, to my horror, from my own son. If everyone knew how hard I had to work to make him play with his portable Nintendo system, they’d wonder why I tried at all. It’s work

I asked my parents how much they had to remind me to do homework. They remembered that it was a lot harder to motivate me than I recall, coincidently. Apparently I refused to practice anything that I couldn’t do successfully the first time. If my little brother did better than I did at something, that was the end of it; I wouldn’t try again. One of the qualities that has made me successful in college, at my banking job, in the Army, and (hopefully) as a law student is that I wouldn’t give in and would continue to work until I’d exhausted every avenue of approach.

The frustrating part of all this? That I was the one who frustrated someone previously. Being a self-identified hypocrite is a tough, bitter, non-chewable pill to swallow. It’s like seeing a pill and assuming it has to be chewable. So you bite into it, but it cracks a tooth and there’s a horrible taste in your mouth that toothpaste can’t get rid of. That’s what this feels like.

The other part of this that I  just don’t understand is when did it all change? Most likely, there is no identifiable date. “Oh, look! April 5th, 2002 I suddenly kept all my appointments and buckled down at work!” More like a slow process of improvements gained through long hours at the grindstone of character.

Whatever. Typing this post is taking too long. I quit. I’mma gonna play some Wii now.


Childish Lit Crit

November 21, 2009

“Fox in socks and Knox in box.” These are just a few of the words that I have had the pleasure of trying to stumble my numb tongue over tonight. I think Dr. Seuss’s use of the “Tweetle beetle bottled muddle puddle paddle battle” is the same last straw it was for Mr. Knox. But it was a lot of fun to read this book to my son tonight for more reasons than the pure oratory athleticism it requires to make it through the book in less than 15 minutes.

Childrens’ literature is written and illustrated by adults. I’ve read a fair share of it to my son, but so much of it, like fiction in general, is just not worth reading. The plots are so obvious that my four year old can tell me how it is going to end before we’ve finished the first reading, and they either aim too high or too low for children. These books should have a lasting appeal in case I don’t happen to read a book during the three month period in my child’s development that he would find it interesting. I think, (and not originally, might I add) that the books penned by the author with the incredibly famous pseudonym of Dr. Seuss stand up to this test.

My son, right now, can’t read. He’s four, so I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt for now. He likes the rhyming and silliness of the situations that make up a Dr. Seuss book. (I use the doctor term because I think he’s earned it.) But I, the parent with an English Degree, enjoy the clever rhyming, unique metrical style, punning, and the artwork that was also done by the same person. People usually are blessed with a superior talent in life, where the good Dr. Seuss was able to illustrate as well as he wrote. These qualities of the books cause parents to smile as often as the child, and that is the true beauty behind the absurdity of books like “The Cat in the Hat comes Back.”

What are some other childrens’ books that will stand the test of time as well as Dr. Seuss? I am always looking for new recommendations and would like to hear yours.


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