Something on Sunday: 12/3

Oh, friends, what a goddamn week. I’m sorry to everyone who had to live through that week. If you’re able to call your senators and representatives this upcoming week about the tax bill, please do it. If you’re not, hang in there because you have people rooting for you.

Despite all the shit in Congress, I am feeling ~98.6% better about life than I was last Sunday. Here are a few of the reasons why:

This week, one of my very favorite people came to visit, and I was able to give her a small gift that I’ve been hanging onto for her since December 2016. Seeing her is always such a joy. She made me laugh, I got to give her hugs, and we watched an episode of Black Sails together. All the things that are best in life.

Our fanfic podcast went live (after more time spent editing than you can imagine), and I learned that someone I made friends with on Twitter because she’s a fan of the podcast is the whole entire reason I now read fanfic. That is slightly an exaggeration but not much of one: She consulted on the Vulture article that got me started reading fic, and the first fic I ever, ever read (The Shoebox Project) was her recommendation. It made me super happy to learn that someone I really like introduced me to something I really like. Synergy!

My cousin called. If you are among the fortunate people in my life who haven’t had to listen to the tragic and tedious saga of 2017 Family Drama, you may not appreciate how momentous this is. But it meant a lot to me.

I saw an Akita out with its human and suddenly remembered one of my very favorite dogs from childhood, my grandmother’s Akita, Buddy. Until I met Jazz, Buddy was the best dog I had ever met, and it remains a very close run. Buddy was always gentle and sweet with me and my cousins, no matter how annoying we were. When he wanted pets (i.e., as soon as we got out of the car at my grandmother’s), he walked over to you and lean heavily against your side. If you were the smallest girl in your class, you really had to brace yourself against Buddy’s affectionate leans. He was such a good, good, good dog. I am sad that he is gone, but happy to have had the years with him that I did.

Akitas are very good dogs
this is an Akita

Finally, my baby nephew has been adorable this week even by his standards. I was over at my sister’s place, and she was fixing me a gin and tonic, and my nephew reached out, touched the bottle of Hendrick’s with one finger, and said, “Gin.” I said, “Whoa, what?” and he said, “Gin.” He also went to the bookstore with my mother and had a fit of delight over discovering that the bookstore had some of his favorite books. He toddled over to the shelves and tried to take them down so my mother would read them to him. This kid’s a genius and has excellent priorities. I would alter nothing.

Tell me your good things! Link them below or get at me in the comments.




Something on Sunday: 11/26

Hey y’all, sorry this is going up a little late. I had a rough weekend and I’m feeling really glum and having a hard time looking on the bright side. But: I read a wonderful (but sad) YA novel called Starfish by Akemi Dawn Bowman, and it reminded me again of how much I love to read; and I caught up on the new season of Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, which is absolutely terrific. So there’s that!

Let me know what’s good in your  neck of the woods!




Something on Sunday: 11/19

Happy Sunday, friends! Here in Louisiana, the weather shocked me by taking a turn for the coolish. I have my fingers crossed (but am not sanguine) that it will stay under 70 through Thanksgiving. Wouldn’t that be nice? A cool Thanksgiving? Anyway, right now it’s in the mid-fifties and sunny, so I am a happy and thankful gal. Here’s what’s been making me happy this week.

Giggling over:

This ranking of the sex stares of every dude in Poldark. What a blessing. I don’t even watch Poldark, but I am familiar with the Aidan Turner smolder-face.

Charmed by:

This picture book my dad bought for my nephew, entitled The Octopuppy. Just go to your local bookstore and check it out, and thank me later. You will not be disappointed. It is perhaps the greatest work of fiction of all time.

Looking forward to:

Telling people what books to buy for their loved ones! Me and Whiskey Jenny are planning a holiday podcast episode, and we want to help you pick out gifts for your hard-to-buy-for friends-and-relations. Just go by our Holiday Gift Guide page, give us your name and a little bit of info about the person you’re shopping for, and we’ll each give you a personalized book recommendation in our December 13th podcast. (That way you’ll still have enough time to go shopping.)

Inspired by:

My dad and I had the bright idea to walk home from breakfast this morning, stopping at the grocery store on the way to pick up our groceries for Thanksgiving. We got excellent exercise, but it did mean that we had to walk the last mile laden down with groceries that included a large bottle of Hendrick’s gin and a 10-pound bag of potatoes that I thought it was a great idea to buy. And a very, very kind lady pulled up next to us and asked if she could give us a ride. We declined because we did want the exercise, but it was so nice and I hope to find an opportunity this week to pay it forward.

What about y’all? What’s been going on for you this week that’s worth hanging onto? Let me know in the comments or link your post up below!




Something on Sunday: 11/12

Happy Sunday, friends! If you’re anything like 90% of the people I follow on Twitter, you’re very tired of hearing miserable stories about sexual assault. So this Sunday (and all the Sundays!) I bring you some glad tidings, which hopefully will be a small tonic.

Inspired by:

Gal Gadot refusing to reprise her role as Wonder Woman unless Warner Brothers ensures that Brett Ratner’s involvement with the DCU ends. I don’t know if she’ll stick to her guns but I sure do hope so.

Happy about:

Voting! I early voted! I sure love voting, y’all. Doing my civic duty can be a pain in the ass sometimes, like when it is jury duty season, but at other times it makes me purely happy. Voting makes me happy.

Charmed by:

My baby nephew learning what a tiger is. He now semi-consistently says “Raow” in a tiny, growly voice, if you ask him what a tiger says. Sometimes, if he spots a tiger or a lion or a large yellow cat in one of his books, he will also say, with great seriousness, “Giger.” What a good and nice baby he is.

(I admit that he saw a squirrel yesterday and said RAOW but I choose to believe he was trying to indicate that he recognizes a squirrel as the type of thing a tiger would roar at, then eat.)

What’s your Something on Sunday, pals? Link it up below!

 




Something on Sunday 10/29

Happy Sunday, friends! The weather in Louisiana has settled down to be beautiful at least for a few days, so my main Something on Sunday thing is that I can finally walk places again. It fulfills so many needs at once! I get my exercise! I have time to think quietly! The sun blondes my hair! It’s the best!

The other thing is that I’ve started rewatching Black Sails with my sister, and I noticed in the pilot that Miranda and Flint have this book on their shelves.

Black Sails S01E01 (I) Book title: De iure belli ac pacis (On the Law of War and Peace in English) by Hugo Grotius

(I had never heard of this fellow Grotius.)

Well not TWO DAYS LATER, I was reading this book called Inventing Human Rights, and who do you suppose was among the earliest writers to conceive of the notion that all humans had a set of natural rights? (If it’s not Grotius this story sucks.) HUGO GROTIUS!

All roads lead to Black Sails is what I’m saying, and that’s my other Something on Sunday. Link up yours below!

 




Something on Sunday, 10/8

Happy Sunday, friends! I am right now hanging with my sister, the coolest and bravest lady on earth, and drinking fancy coffee from her confusing coffee maker. Later we are having scones. Tell me what’s going on with you this Sunday!

Touched by:

This thread by my pal, literary webseries pusher, and Women in Translation Month founder Meytal (at Biblibio).

Happy about:

I got a new watch with a verrrrrry thin band so it sits between my wrist bone and the base of my thumb, and every time I check what time it is, I feel like Lauren Bacall.

Also! I have been complaining pretty regularly about the absence of a full The Last Jedi trailer, but Mark Hamill as good as promised we’d be getting one tomorrow, October 9th. THAT IS TOMORROW AND I AM SO EXCITED.

Inspired by:

these three children’s book authors canceling an appearance at a Dr. Seuss museum on account of a racist mural. It is good to see people standing up for kids and doing the right thing. The museum has since said they will be removing the mural (although it would have been best if they’d removed it when the authors asked them to, not when they got all the negative publicity).

Self-cared for:

My sister said, “Here, try this weighted blanket!” so I lay down and put the blanket on top of me and I was like “I am compressed! But I don’t care,” and then I lay there for a bit longer and I was like “I am compressed! Actually this is kind of okay,” and then I lay there for a bit longer yet and I was like “Huh I prefer not to get up, maybe ever.” So there you go. Weighted blankets. It was too weighty to sleep under, but if you are experiencing anxiety, as who is not?, perhaps consider a weighted blanket to assist you.

Tell me about your Something on Sunday, friends! I confess I did not get the linky-loo working yet, and I may not have it working for next Sunday either because I have a very busy week this week BUT hopefully we will have it all set for the Sunday after that. I AM SORRY and hopefully you still love me.

Something on Sunday

Okay, y’all, we’re trying this out! Per my post from last week, I want to take some time on Sundays to talk about things that kept me moving forward or gave me some joy. Tweet at me or link your posts in the comments, and I swear that next week I will have a proper Mr. Linky for your use. (I have encountered technical difficulties.)

Proud of:

I convinced two more people to try out the life-changing packing cubes (and perhaps other products!) of Ebags Dot Com, who somehow have still not given me an endorsement deal. I also received some wonderful advice for off-label use of packing cubes in long-term storage situations. God I love packing cubes.

Enjoyed:

Outlaws of the Atlantic: Sailors, Pirates, and Motley Crews in the Age of Sail, by Marcus Rediker. Turns out this dude’s not just coasting on his reputation as the foremost maritime historian of our era. His books are legitimately really good: well-researched, informative, and entertaining.

Charmed by:

My sister and my baby nephew were at the coffee shop, and the baby was flirting — as he does — with everyone in line. When it came time to pay for her tea, my sister started trying to juggle the baby and the baby bag and her purse to fetch out money to pay for it; and the lady behind her in line said, “Hers is on me. I remember what that was like.”

Happy about:

Duolingo revamped their interface and I like it so much! I’m learning Spanish and feeling fancy!

Tell me about your Something on Sunday, friends!

KJ at owlmoose
Iz at Wright Here Reading
Sharlene at Real Life Reading
TJ at My Book Strings
Jean at Howling Frog Books

Something on Sunday (a Tiny Plan)

I have been seeing a lot of sadness and anxiety in the blogosphere lately; lots of people posting that they’re struggling to find motivation and time to read or post or go blog-hopping. And on one hand, I’ve been doing this for A DECADE and that just seems to be part of the natural cycle of blogging, to have times where you want to prioritize it more and times when you want to prioritize it less or maybe even step away.

On the other hand, I suspect that the same is true for other bloggers as is true for me, which is that this administration is sapping our strength. I live in a state of constant anxiety, whether it’s over the current terrible thing that’s happening or the next thing that I know will be coming down the pike but can’t even begin to predict. I am experiencing dread regularly now, in a way that I maybe never have before, and that’s exhausting, physically and emotionally. I feel guilty that I’m not doing more in every single area of my life: not reaching out to friends as much as I want to, not managing to be a flawless professional success in the way that I want to, not doing enough politically, not reading enough or blogging enough or keeping my house clean enough–

YES YES. The list goes on.

But what I think about the internet, about blogging in particular, is that it helps me to see that y’all are still there. Humans are contagious as hell with our emotions, and it helps me to see other people out there who haven’t given up. I don’t just mean people who haven’t given up hashtag-resisting. I mean people who haven’t given up frantically, vocally loving the things they love. Doing sportsy shit with their kids. Advocating for books and TV shows that are flying under the radar. Seeking out and publishing authors from marginalized groups because they deeply believe we need those voices (hi Book Smugglers!). It helps me to see people continuing to care about stuff, at a time when the world seems like it’s trying to bash us all into apathy.

(When I was contemplating this post on Monday, I said to Alice, “Is this just going to be some sunshiny Pollyanna bullshit?” It uh it is less sunshiney in execution than it maybe was in conception ha ha thanks Trump.)

I also told Alice, fairly insistently, that it’s better to do something than nothing. Even if the something doesn’t live up to our best hopes for ourselves, it’s still something, it’s still not nothing, it’s still us trying. I have the kind of brain that wants to insist I have to be perfect or be nothing — which is a total mug’s game because you can’t be perfect, and that only leaves nothing as an option. And nothing’s like, a really bad option. So I am always having to make a conscious effort to choose something.

I’m founding a thing I shall call Something on Sundays, which will commence THIS VERY SUNDAY and will have a link-up. The only guidelines are that you write about something that kept you on your feet that week, whether that’s a person that inspired you, an action you took that you’re proud of, a book or movie or TV show that nourished your heart, a self-care strategy that worked for you, a goofy event or moment that brought you joy. Whatever it is, every Sunday, I want you to tell me something that matters to you. If you don’t have enough energy for a post, tweet it at me (you can use the hashtag #SomethingonSunday).

Cool? Cool.