The Closing of the Year: 2011

Hello, much abandoned and left-out blog. I know, I pay more attention to Twitter and Pinterest than you a lot of the time, but you are frequently on my mind. In the spirit of new beginnings, I present to you my two resolutions for 2012:

1. Read at least 26 new (to me) books.
2. Revamp this site, details on what “revamp” means pending.

The first is a constant that I’ve been able to achieve since 2007, when I started it. I’ve met the goal every year, including this year: 33 books read! Check out all of them, the good and bad, over at Goodreads. I cannot recommend Goodreads enough; I always get great ideas from what other people are reading, and the “shelves” help me keep track of different book groups (e.g. what’s from the library, what year I read them, overall topic). Big props to the local library: all but 8 of the books I read this year were checked out from them.

Continuing in the tradition of blogs everywhere, I bring you the end of the year meme.

1. What did you do in 2011 that you’d never done before? Got married (and planned a wedding, hodang), moved into an apartment complex and was surprised how much I love it, spoke at a professional conference, and traveled out of state for work.

2. Did you keep your New Year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Hit my mark of 26 new books and then some, but totally busted out on fitness stuff. Eating habits have gotten better, though, and I drink my 8 glasses of water a day without fail, so that’s a boost.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Most of the birthing happened at the end of last year, so nope.

4. Did anyone close to you die? Thankfully no, though death touched a number of close friends.

5. What places did you visit? Cruised around the Midwest for the honeymoon, went up to Bayfield for a long weekend, and went to Austin, TX in October.

6. What would you like to have in 2012 that you lacked in 2011? More traveling time.

7. What dates from 2011 will remain etched on your memory, and why? June 18, my wedding day.

9. What was your biggest failure? Trying to keep myself running at 100% all of the time. 80% really is optimal – then I’ve got the extra room to roll with the suddenness life always pitches instead of overloading and shutting down.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? I continued to examine and manage my anxiety, and my knee (and surrounding muscles) continued healing from the Oct 2010 surgery.

11. What was the best thing you bought? I was really happy with my wedding getup; the dress was not only comfortable but had pockets!

12. Whose behavior merited celebration? All of my family and friends who made our wedding day an absolute smash. Totally blown away, even 6+ months later.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? Pretty much all of the government, all of the time. I got shouty with the newscasts on the radio.

14. Where did most of your money go? Wedding and moving. I always forget how expensive and crazy moving is.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Predictably: the wedding. Also moving out from under the rule of our horrible landlord!

16. What song will always remind you of 2011? “A Little Bit of Everything” by Dawes. It makes me cry in both sad and happy ways. You owe it to yourself to listen to it.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder?
Happier, in ways I never imagined.
b) thinner or fatter? About the same, the fat has just started a migratory pattern.
c) richer or poorer? Richer, in ways I never imagined.

18. What do you wish you’d done more of? Again, travel, but it was a crazy year.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of? Stress out about other people’s shit. Seriously.

20. How did you spend Christmas last year? A two-day family circuit (Chris’ family on Christmas Eve, my family on Christmas Day) with Christmas morning set aside for the two of us.

21. Did you fall in love in 2011? My love became more multifaceted as it grew, which was (and is) wonderful. Cliche time: marriage changes things.

22. What was your favorite TV program? Community, easily.

23. What did you do for your birthday in 2011? Chris took me to see a production of “The Fantasticks” at the Winona Shakespeare Festival. It was amazing, as I’d been wanting to see the show performed for a long time.

24. What was the best book you read? Bossypants by Tina Fey, a woman for whom “undying admiration” just doesn’t cover how I feel.

25. What did you want and get? A wedding doused in love from start to finish from friends and family.

26. What did you want and not get? Resolution to some issues, though I’m working on coming to terms with them just remaining unresolved (and being fine with that).

27. What was your favorite film of the year? Toss up between Moneyball  and The Muppets. Don’t make me choose between baseball and the Muppets, it just won’t happen.

28. Did you make some new friends this year? Yes!

29. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? A longer sweet corn season? I don’t know, my year was pretty damn fabulous.

30. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2011? Improving – I’m wearing stuff that has a better fit and flatters my body how it is, instead of trying to make my body how I want it to be.

31. What kept you sane? Chris and my friends (especially Jess Pants) who listened to all my mind blurt and gave wonderful advice. Also the occasional glass(es) of wine.

32. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Totally loving Donald Glover’s hilaaarious work on Community with Danny Pudi as Troy and Abed.

33. What political issue stirred you the most? The ridiculous and sickening movement to write discrimination into the Minnesota constitution by defining marriage as between one man and one woman, all while the state ran out of money.

34. Who do you miss? My girlfriends from my time in Japan. Julie came to my wedding and we both immediately started to cry when we saw each other.

35. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2011. The Cult of Done Manifesto made me about 1000x more productive in everything I do – I wish I’d discovered it earlier in the year. It’s printed out and hanging up by my work and home desks.

 

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Anybody but the Socialist

While driving in to work this morning, I saw a bumper sticker on a red car. It had an American flag motif waving in the background and proclaimed, “Anybody but the Socialist, ’12.”

I have a “don’t pick fights before 9 AM” rule, but I really wanted to follow this guy into the gas station, just to reassure him that the Socialist Party of America stopped running candidates in 1956 (when Darlington Hoopes won fewer than 3,000 votes), and, with 1,000 members, the Socialist Party USA probably won’t be on the ballot in 2012, or pose a major threat to the two party system.

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What Do You Grab In A Fire?

My blog reading interests have shifted from wedding mania to house mania. Damn do I love a good house blog. So when I read this post about a sudden apartment fire and having to get out with only a few minutes to grab and run, it made me paranoid enough to take action.

This morning, around 5:30, we heard the most nasal and obnoxious noise coming from the hallway, and I was wide awake when I realized it was the fire alarm. Spoiler alert: everyone is safe and fine, and there was no fire anywhere near our apartment.

One of the big things I thought of after reading the article and again this morning was, “Where’s the cat?” We decided to stow the cat carrier in the hall closet right by the front door, and knowing where it was instantly was great. Thankfully, the cat was so freaked out by the alarm sound that he didn’t dash under the bed and hide, he just parked himself very firmly in the middle of the hallway, and didn’t fuss in the least as he was loaded in the carrier.

In the spirit of disregarding fire safety, I opened our apartment door, but could neither smell smoke or see fire. I know, I know, this was dumb, but it’s what happened. Chris woke up, we pulled on coats and jeans and I grabbed my purse and keys and we were out the door. We waited outside with about 15 other people (our apartment building is big, and has 3 different doors), many with cats in carriers or wrapped in towels. The firefighters tramped through the stairwell, and the alarm shut off after 15 minutes.

There was a point, just before we left, that I looked around the apartment, at all of our things. I felt remarkably detached from it, though this could be due to not seeing a threat of fiery destruction out the door, and knowing we’d be back inside soon. It felt good to be prepared enough (and know that we have insurance) for Chris and I to quickly grab what we needed and get out quickly.

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Day 11: Something Fun

Today was my first day back at work after vacation. While I had a cool staff event in the morning filled with yoga and qigong, it mostly reminded me that I need to get back into shape and have zero arm strength.

Work was exactly what you’d expect the day after vacation – lots of email, lots of phone calls, lots of prioritization and I wound up staying until 6:30. Again, useful, but not fun.

We relaxed at home. Unpacked some more boxes, took out some more trash, folded some more clothes. Chill, domestic, but not fun.

What was fun? Our brilliant cat, Mhenlo, being ridiculous, cuddly, and a general clown. We’re thinking about getting a second cat, but Mhenlo is so great another cat might just never live up to his high standard.

Think a cat can't dish out some stink eye? Think again.

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Day 10: Something I Made

Something tangible, something easy, something straightforward!

Behold this hat!

I knit this in the weeks leading up to the wedding in June. I wanted something extremely easy with a pattern I could memorize and generally not be fussed with. This was perfect, and will be oh so warm when the snows return. It has a nice little band of interest with the linen stitch, but is overall straight up stockinette simplicity.

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Day 9: Faceless Self-Portrait

How do you take a faceless self-portrait on a train? My foot or something? Once again, stumped by the combination of my location and the subject matter. I went to the very back of the quarter-mile long train, and watched the tracks fly away behind me.

Looking behind the "Empire Builder," service to Chicago, Minneapolis, and points west.

The train ride from Chicago to Minneapolis reminds me of the final passage of The Great Gatsby, when Nick Carraway is packing up to leave New York and go west.

…for a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder.

And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night.

Every time I ride this train back to Minneapolis, I imagine that it was the route Nick took in the book, and the route that Fitzgerald must have traveled at least once.

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And one fine morning ——

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

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Day 8: Technology

I was trying to get all weird and interpretive with this one, taking a photo of the Chicago skyline with the plan to write it up as “Oh man, aren’t all cities just a big bundle of technology? What is technology anyway? Isn’t it just interconnectedness and progress? I was a liberal arts major” stuff. But then I saw this in the Shedd Aquarium:

BOOM. LITERAL TECHNOLOGY.

What is that fish? The handy touch screen can help you out.

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Day 7: Something New

The 6am train ride from Indianapolis to Chicago was certainly new, but was so un-fun and cramped and lacking any food or water that it wasn’t worth a photo. We got to Chicago and I was really struggling with this. I’ve been to Chicago before. I’ve ridden the L before. I’d seen that night’s amazing show three times before (though obviously never the SAME show, but I knew the concept).

But I had never seen a taxidermy shop with a badger in it. Thanks Chicago!

Taking none of your crap since whenever he was filled with sawdust.

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Day 5: Someone I Love

He ACTUALLY dual-wields with a pipe wrench, but you get the idea.

Ladies and gentlemen: my husband, about to kick the everlovinshit out of some zombies.

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Day 4: Favorite Color and Day 6: Childhood Memory

I find favorite colors complicated. There are colors that you really like to see, or have around you, or decorate with, and then there are colors that you wear. I’m slowly breaking in to wearing colors, and tend to favor reds and jewel tones. But one of my favorite colors is a light cloudy blue.

Cloudy d20s

Cloudy blue d20s

The only place this color really exists in its smoky moving form is in a set of dice I have. I was at a giant gaming convention and could snap a photo of the same set at the vendor’s display booth. Thinking on this picture a few days later (Day 6 of the challenge), I realized that the dice were also a powerful childhood memory. I started gaming in high school, and when we were cleaning out a back closet a few months ago, I found a leather bag with my first set of mismatched dice in all different shapes.

20-sided "blueblood" dice on display

Most of those dice were d20s, or 20 sided dice, because I got my gaming start (like sooo many folks) playing Dungeons and Dragons. I had dice in all different colors, and was very superstitious about them. I have a much bigger and more diverse dice collection now, and most of the games I play don’t use d20s, so seeing them always brings me back to high school.

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