wednesday words

bershon. a word describing the irritated look of young people in photographs that they have been forced to take for their relatives.

lollapalooza. something outstanding of its kind; something excellent.

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community day!

community starts again tonight. i may have been late to that particular party but i love it. i'm looking forward to seeing what those wacky weirdos are up to (and getting ideas for new birds and maybe a dino or two!)

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#rereadingmyyouth

a few months ago, i curled up to reread Are you there God? It's me, Margaret? and as i began reading, i wanted to tweet every single thing i read and every feeling i was having about every single thing i read. it had been a long time since i had read it and boy, oh boy, i had feelings.  i didn't remember all the inter-faith stuff; i had forgotten about "sanitary belts" and nancy wheeler was a bitch. seriously.

so, i put the book down and picked it back up when i had the time to live tweet the whole thing and it was a blast. a lot of my regular twitter people told me so and i ended up chatting with a lot of new people. i knew that i wanted to do it again but had trouble finding the time. back in december, i decided to make the time and it made my to do list for 2014. this sunday will be the first book of the year. what's the book, you ask?

wouldn't have guessed that, would you? you guys, i LOVED the sweet valley high books. i read them by the fistful and continued to follow the series throughout high school, totally in secret. a library pile that included john updike, ursula k. leguin and sweet valley high did not make sense to my mother, or anyone else really. i can't explain it, even now. i loved these books.

i recently figured out that i read something like 88 of them. EIGHTY EIGHT. you'd think after reading 88 books, i'd remember them better but no. here's what i recall about sweet valley:

there are blonde twins named elizabeth and jessica,

a hunk named todd

and an arch nemesis whose name is lila fowler.

i, for one, am interested to find out what the hell else went on at sweet valley high and to see if these books were worthy of my love. i'll start sometime around 10 AM (PST) sunday, depending on pancakes. i'm going to try to post a link from storify afterwards with all the tweets from the day collected for your enjoyment.

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so that happened

i reread the first sweet valley book today and it broke my brain. i am completely mystified about why i read these for so long. the characters are all really unlikable, even elizabeth, who is supposed to be the really likable one. she's wishy washy and so easily manipulated by her sister. and oh god, jessica. she's so horrible. the book opened with jessica complaining about how fat and ugly she was, in front of her identical twin sister. not ok. there was one almost date rape, one lie about about almost date rape and a instance where they hinted at date rape. so not ok. 

so not ok.

francine pascal, the creator of the series, wrote another book that i adored, Hangin' with CiCi. I remember knowing that SVH was crap but reading it anyway. I remember knowing that Hangin' with CiCi was actually good. now, i'm wondering. 

so, that'll be my next book. in month or two. i need some time to recover.

here's the whole debacle, in case you missed it: http://storify.com/cookoorikoo/rereading-my-youth-sweet-valley-high-1-double-love

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#yearofmaking

like so many of my friends, i found myself contemplating a 365 project toward the end of december. a lot of CRAZY ideas crossed my mind - a letter a day, an embroidered word a day.  but ultimately nothing felt right. i couldn't mentally commit without the feeling that i would need to be committed. 

part of my reluctance was that i already do a lot. i do and make things every single day. so i actually considered "make something every day" as a 365 project, knowing that its something i already do.

but i am self-aware enough to know i tend to lose steam with long term projects. life gets crazy and things get forgotten. i know this about myself. working on the books is the only long term project i really can commit to and that's ok. what would not be ok is having making things become a chore. 

so, i when i read the lovely and wise kim werker's post on a year of making it struck a chord. i was obviously already thinking about all the ways in which i make things, not just the crafty things. making dinner counts. the weird hair tonic i make counts. bread. stuff for the shop. jam. a two hour skirt. it all counts. as kateri said on twitter this morning while pondering kim's post:

so, i guess i was already in before i was calling it a year of making but now i'm definitely in. follow along on instagram or flickr.

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word of the week

defenestrate.  a throwing of a person or thing out of a window; to exit throw a window;
a usually swift dismissal or expulsion.

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music monday

i could watch the dancing in this video forever. 

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word of the week

be.exist; occur, take place; having the state, quality, identity, nature, role, etc., specified; used with a present participle to form continuous tenses; used with a past participle to form the passive mood; used to indicate something due to happen; used with the past participle of intransitive verbs to form perfect tenses. 

tiny but complicated.

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hey, 2014. hey.

so, i've been sick since oh, january 2. that sucked. it was the third time i'd gotten sick in a few months and frankly, i didn't cope well. i was cranky and i was not enjoying the year so far. bummer since new years eve and day were great. over the past week, i was determined to feel better and snap the hell out of it. i worked a lot. i went back to tap class on both tuesday and wednesday. i made some plans with friends, got some good news and sent out some happy mail. last night, after tap class, i was giddy. i felt great, the best i'd felt in almost two weeks. it was an all around good day, a day that convinced me that i shouldn't write off 2014 just yet.

which reminds me, i didn't do an 2014 embroidery project. you didn't miss anything. i just didn't do it. i still might. i had a few conversations with friends about the 2012 and 2013 project and whether or not i was going to do a 2014. its been a couple of weird years for me and a number of my friends. there were deaths and break-ups. there was stuff. lots and lots of stuff.  first, i joked that i needed to lower the bar. instead anything being possible, like it was in 2012, maybe there would just be tacos in 2014. blanket forts in 2014. more happy hours in 2014. whatever in 2014. i couldn't decide. i still can't. but i'm not ruling out the possibility. after all, 2014 is looking pretty good to me today.

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list of things

things i've read, things that i couldn't stop looking at, things i've cooked and baked, thing i'm just really into:

  • sometimes it sucks to be a woman on the internet. if you don't believe me, read this and this. and then tell everyone you know to read them.
  • if you like my stuff, then you like women. way to go kevin smith. 
  • i think everyone that is a parent or has had a parent should read this.  no, really.
  • the sunsets in PDX have been glorious lately. they've made this post especially interesting. the magic of iridescence
  • do you like toast? me, too. read this.
  • i have a bad habit. i love reading creepy stories on the internet. i love reading them to the point that i'm sometimes a little afraid of the dark. sometimes. they may have taken the place of regular horror movie watching for me, since horror movies tend towards lame and misogynistic these days. anyway, i love scary stories and i loved this post about them.
  • i love annie hall. i love bullets over broadway. hannah and her sisters? love. it. but, i don't love woody allen and i felt a little queasy watching the tribute to him on the golden globes. i wasn't the only one. there were a lot of people wrestling with their feelings about him on the internet this week. these two summed it up best.
  • i baked this cake as muffins this morning. i'm enjoying one with my coffee while i type.
  • i also made black bean and butternut squash enchiladas, which were damn tasty. i cannot find the right recipe though. derp. 
  • i'm thinking about knitting this. i may be insane. 
  • i have a well documented bad pop song habit. and by bad i mean so, so, good. hooks that stick in your head for weeks. currently, thanks to tap class and a previous dalliance with this particulary song, i cannot stop listening to Call Me Maybe. i guess the good news is, i know the dance i just learned two days ago in its entirety. 
  • we're totally late to the bob's burgers party but in the last couple of weeks, we fell hard. i think the episode where louise loses her ears may be the best thing ever.

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music monday

i hit save on this post and went back to you tube. i had noticed a video in the side bar that i want to watch. this one:

i don't know if you can get just how special that night was from the video. i think you can but i'm biased. it was an amazing night. it was almost the end of our first year in portland and it was great but it had been rough. things were starting to feel good though. we were starting to feel settled. i remember knowing that night, as we followed jason webley out into the street, singing along, that we'd made the right decision. because that decision led to a bunch of the decisions that led to that night, a near perfect night. and tonight, three years since we left chicago, a little over two years after that jason webley show, and just a couple of nights after seeing him again, i feel completely at home.

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word of the week

epiphany. a sudden manifestation of the essence or meaning of something; a comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization; a revelatory manifestation of a divine being; january 6.

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