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Can’t go it alone

I spend a lot of time on this blog talking about random theories that pass through my head, about how much I love Bear or my family. I spend time praising Bear or sharing strange things that Bear says. I spend time talking about what I bake. Everything I say on here is for Linda’s consumption, but I don’t spend much time praising or sharing the things Linda does or says. I don’t unpack our relationship much. Mostly I don’t do this because this blog is FOR Linda. She’s the audience in my head for ever post I write and she’s the main actual audience.

Considering the thankful post from last Thursday and the post from Friday, I wanted to share a little story of Linda and I. She already knows it. She even already knows it from my perspective. It makes this post hard to write, because I feel like I’m forcing her to listen to me repeat myself. I think though that writing this story down in keeping with the blog matters somehow.

So over a week ago, Linda emailed me this blog post. The quote in it completely struck me. Like lightening to the chest, I was electrified. Linda, as is typical for Linda, probably saw the quote, thought, “Huh. Cool. I’ll send it to mef.” and then she went off to find something else new. I don’t think I moved on though. I kept rereading the quote over and over. Finally I noticed that the quote seemed very conversational, it wasn’t clean like a speech would be. So I thought, lemme see if this came from an interview. Maybe Mr Glass has more bits of lightening. So I searched and I found all kinds of awesome on youtube (which spawned my last Friday post). I found out that Mr Glass makes his living in public radio as a journalist. I kept digging. Turns out his show is available on the internet! Linda and I don’t listen to NPR and having experimented with NPR in the past, I knew I wasn’t going to just start listening wholesale. Linda had mentioned loving Ira Glass’ voice (I totally agree!).

I then found the mp3 for the lastest episode of This American Life and I listen. I not only download and listen all the way through over several days, but I download the rest of the episodes that are available and start the next episode. I kept gushing to Linda over the whole of my exploration. She is always supportive and went to find her own episode to listen to of This American Life and was blown away as well.

Now my exploration of Ira Glass is finished. Linda and I have a new thing to share (episodes of This American Life) and a new awareness. I picked this story to share though because it’s Linda and I in a nutshell. Linda will notice things, lots of things, and share them with me. Usually (because it’s Linda) something she gives me strikes me and I’ll start an exploration. I’m not sure she even calls me on the fact that she’ll mention something to me and it takes me a month or a year or a week to have finished my digging and thinking and poking and prodding.

My favorite analogy is that Linda is like a … gem finder or a gold sifter. She finds tons of rough gems and gold flakes that are just scattered. I’m one of her cutters and polishers. She brings me stuff and just hands them over like they are so much junk. (She’s generous that way.) Sometimes I even ruin her pretties and she’s never stopped handing me stuff. (Oh gosh, I’ve ruined stuff for her before. I feel terrible sometimes.) She’s just always delighted and amazed when I had her back an emerald or a diamond or even a bit of polished quartz. It isn’t even that she couldn’t polish her own gems. She does sometimes too! That’s Linda for you though. She is both skilled and adventurous. She is always generous.

There’s a reason that I’m Pinky and she’s Brain.

if you ask me to

So I just realized that I’ve themed this entire month by the day of the week. I’ve got Music Monday, Wordless Wednesday, Thankful Thursday. All of those I started out with.

However, I quickly realized that heavier posts just didn’t work on Friday or Saturday. I didn’t want to reread them and Linda wouldn’t want to have to settle and make time for them then. Tuesday worked great though. So Tuesdays became the days to have the thoughtful longer posts. Thoughtful Tuesday. Then Saturday, which is like death for blog reading, became the day for silly light posts. Silly Saturday.

I was cool with Friday staying a loner until I was complaining about all of this to Linda and I realized. Freebie Friday. Linda loves it. That’s all that matters.

So anyways, I was having trouble figuring out what to blog today. It’s Silly Saturday. And while I don’t tie myself up into knots the way Linda does about certain things (sketchbook) I did want to try. Then Linda gave me the perfect conversation to share ever in the history of ever. Following is an almost completely unedited bit of chat between us.

Linda: im just saying
i love
the greasy brain of urs?
that sounds gross
Emmy: greasy brain?
GREASY BRAIN
WAHT
WHAT
WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
Linda: greasy brain!
it moves
so
readily!
Emmy: my brain is NOT Greasy
Linda: lol
Emmy: i wash it
Linda: lmao
no u dont
u dont wash your brain
i know for a fact
u DO NOT
Emmy: ……….
i read good stuff
Linda: lol
Emmy: i read stuff that is the equivalent
of
hydrogen peroxide
Linda: cnn?
heheheheheeh
Emmy: no
Linda: lol
Emmy: cnn
is like
Linda: i kid
joke
Emmy: a dirty scrubbing brush
Linda: lol
lmao
lmao

Also in very cool news, netflix streams the 2 seasons of This American Life that aired on Showtime.

Anyone wanna help me figure out what IS the reading equivalent of hydrogen peroxide before Linda realizes I avoided that part of the conversation?

try to never give up

  1. for the two dogwoods that exist on our property
  2. that bear started talkin in his sleep about 3 months ago (really cute)
  3. that my bff likes chatting on IM and sending me emails
  4. for google docs
  5. that my brother MUST be working on communication because he’s called me on my shit twice recently
  6. that my brother loves me enough to call me at least a few times a week
  7. that when i say i’m reading, a lot of people actually say, “oh. i’ll talk to you later then.” even though i haven’t been crazy about my reading time since I was a kid
  8. for every single moment bear and i have in our home
  9. for our supported netflix account
  10. that bear never even question my laptop habit
  11. that i was born a woman
  12. that my brother is really really different from me
  13. for every book i’ve ever read
  14. that my husband adores me enough and indulges me enough to FIND anime that actually suits my (very very different from his) taste
  15. that my momma is a bit crazy
  16. that my momma is still actually mostly sane
  17. that my momma always loved hugging us and snuggling us and holding our hands when we were kids (we still get lots and lots of hugs)
  18. that my brother always goes “yeah yeah i love you too” when i tell him i love him
  19. that bear likes to give me a huge hug right when we get home
  20. that all the people in my life are generally pretty good at telling me when i’m being too pushy without trying to change me or let me walk all over them. i try to be strong enough to watch their boundaries for them, but they don’t make me feel abusive when i forget
  21. for the internet, with or without google, reddit, twitter or IM
  22. that i do have IM, google, reddit and twitter
  23. that i was born in a conservative state
  24. that i no longer have to live in that crazy ass conservative state
  25. that i’ve been so blessed that i managed to list 75 things i’m grateful for without even trying very hard

land that we stand on

I HAVE NEW SHOES.

They are most pretty. I needed a new pair of daily goto shoes. I have lost my favorite tennis shoes to yard work and everything else I had was either too dressy or falling apart. I got them on deep discount from Land’s End with free shipping which makes them triply cute to me. They are also super cool because they are a mix of suede, tweedy fabric and the soles are recycled plastic bottles.

That is all.

(Brain, the lyric is from “A Rush and a Push and the Land is Ours”. I listen to the cover by Coheed and Cambria, but the original is by The Smiths.)