Life Lately

Did you remember that we had an election earlier this month? Because we had an election earlier THIS actual calendar month. Even though it still feels as though we’re in year 4 of the 2016 election AND also in day 485 of March 2020 AND simultaneously like the 2020 election was several months ago. But, * checks calendar *, nope. We actually had an election a mere four weeks ago.

This month’s chaos was, in a way, reminiscent of March. The kids, as stipulated by the district, are moving to full-time distance learning. So are their dance classes. They had a week off for Thanksgiving to give the teachers time to prepare. I found myself taking deep breaths during the last Friday morning the kids were all in school, which I think was my body’s reaction to the last time my kids went on a week-long break (and didn’t return to their school buildings for six whole months).

Schedule number 43 of the year but also make it Christmas.

Schedule number 43 of the year but also make it Christmas.

Continuing with those deep breaths.

I won’t pretend that everything is fine because it’s not. As I look down the barrel of this week I see a schedule littered with Google Meets to manage. Tyson and I sat down this weekend to map out and overhaul our schedule which will probably happen at least once more before the year ends.

I don’t want to sugarcoat anything or tie this up with a bow. And yet. We decorated for Christmas this weekend and there’s something about those Christmas tree lights in the background. We might (read: will for sure, totally, definitely) have fights with three kids on three Google meets at the same time, or when two have Google Meets and the third doesn’t, or over using our tablets in the bathroom, or over staying on task during a 2:00 pm call when usually when they’re at home 2:00 = TV time. This is true. But the twinkle lights help. They’re the definition of hopeful. A tradition, a constant, in the midst of so much that’s not. And a reminder that 2021 is on the horizon which should be (read: better be, must be, has to be) so much better than the year we’ve all just lived through.

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Take Action

With Christmas coming, I’d love to urge you to shop local this year. Fellow Minnesotans, here is the ultimate guide to Twin Cities businesses. I’ll urge everyone to give up Amazon and replace it with Bookshop.org (heads up: affiliate link!). And wherever you are, I recommend gifting gift cards to local restaurants and buying beer and spirits made by local breweries and distilleries—these beloved businesses need all the help we can give them right now.

Also: Stay home. Please. As much as you possibly can. We’ve been urged by our Governor here in MN to stay home, to not have gatherings, to order take-out to support bars and restaurants who are banned from serving dine-in customers. It’s not quite as expansive as the shutdown we had in the spring, but it’s up there.

A vaccine (or several) seem to be so close; that light at the end of the tunnel feels like it’s just almost within our grasp. If we can buckle down these next few months, in the snow and the cold and the distance learning, there’s a chance life will return to ”normal” sooner rather than later. Stay safe.

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Around the Internet

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Eating

  • Tyson’s company is based in Champaign, IL, a town where there’s astonishingly little to do, besides eat at the equally astonishing amount of really good restaurants. I’ve had actual dreams about this roasted red pepper and gouda soup from a cafe not far from his office. I decided to re-create it by following this recipe and while it was different from the one I remember, it was still SO GOOD. Serve with fresh bread, obviously.

  • These fish fingers disappear in my house every time. Serve with a bag of frozen Alexia seasoned waffle fries because #balance.

  • Since I won’t be posting another of these round-ups until after the holidays, I feel like it’s my duty to point you to some holiday baking goodness. These cranberry bars, my favorite gingersnap recipe, more gingerbread if you prefer yours in cake form, chocolate sugar cookies to switch things up, and these which you hardly need a recipe for but the kids can practically make on their own and they’re wildly addictive.

  • Okay and let’s also include some party food, which you can bet I will make even if we’re only a party of five this year: the only (and easiest) meatball recipe you need, these stuffed mushrooms could basically be my last meal, bacon-wrapped dates and please include the goat cheese, and do yourself a favor and bake up some brie (top with jam, always).

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Fun Things

  • This tea is everything. I’m not usually a fan of adding cream to tea but I add a little sugar and the smallest splash of heavy cream and it feels absolutely decadent. Honestly, I like to just hold it in a heavy mug to warm my hands and breathe in the vanilla scent which is divine. At under $6 it’s the best little luxury right now.

  • This is a pretty big Fun Thing, but: our 10-year wedding anniversary was in early October. While we thought we’d be celebrating with a trip, that’s been put on hold for obvious reasons. Instead, I discovered that the traditional 10-year anniversary gift = diamonds. While I didn’t actually want new diamonds, I did get my wedding ring re-set. I’ve never had a wedding band, only an engagement ring (raise your hand if you were also a poor college student baby when you got engaged), so I had my original diamond re-set as a solitaire and the smaller diamonds that surrounded it in my original setting used in the wedding band, both in hammered yellow gold. I LOVE it so much. (MN friends: check out Sarah Commers Jewelry. She was so easy to work with and brought my vision to life!)

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Leaving you with those twinkle lights I mentioned earlier. I was skeptical, but they really do make all the difference right now.

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Read, Watched, Listened

I love reading just about everything (okay, you won't see any mystery or sci-fi picks on here), watching things that make me think and especially if they make me laugh, and wholeheartedly embrace the podcast. Here's my two cents worth.

When you walk downstairs to find everyone reading and it’s the best thing ever. Wondering how much longer until I can convince them that this is all we should do for a whole entire calendar day.

When you walk downstairs to find everyone reading and it’s the best thing ever. Wondering how much longer until I can convince them that this is all we should do for a whole entire calendar day.

READ
(Follow the links below or click through to bookshop.org to find all books referenced in this post and past Read, Watched, Listened posts. And here’s your friendly reminder that these are affiliate links!)

All Boys Aren’t Blue
This book of essays, written by George M. Johnson about his experience growing up as a queer black boy, honestly got just too explicit for me. I skimmed through the sex scenes. And yet, I can’t help thinking that for a young adult who may be wrestling with/questioning their own sexuality, those examples could be incredibly helpful. For that reason alone I think the book is important, even if it wasn’t to my own personal taste. And the writing was otherwise wonderful.

Anxious People
I finished this book (after racing through it in a couple of days), set it down, and said to Tyson, “I just finished the most fantastic book.” And he said, “What was it about?” And I said, “The human condition.” That’s it. There’s no other way to sum it up. Fredrik Backman is God’s gift to humanity.

Open Book
Meh? I know people kind of raved about Jessica Simpson’s memoir and I tried to care but just really didn’t. Even when she got sort of vulnerable there was this whole goody-good undercurrent through the whole thing that I couldn’t get over. Maybe you have to be more into celebrity than I am to appreciate this one.

Because Internet: Understanding the New Rules of Language
Another book that was…fine. Gretchen McCulloch walked through how we use language on the Internet and I found some parts absolutely riveting (please tell me all the things to know about memes and also this is a thing you can study?) and other parts much less so (meaning I skimmed entire chapters).

The Art of Memoir
I read this as part of a writing class. It was kind of like the book above: there were some pages where I underlined everything and other parts I skimmed. Honestly, I took a memoir-specific writing class last fall that was like the Holy Grail of Memoir Writing, so anything else is just going to pale in comparison. I think there are better writing books out there but that also feels like an unpopular opinion where this book is concerned, so take it with a grain of salt.

The Color of Compromise: the Truth About the American’ Church’s Complicity in Racism
This book was difficult, important, and also wildly unsurprising in so many ways. I think anyone who is involved, was involved, ever will be involved, or is simply interested in the capital-C Church in America should read this book. Jemar Tisby’s book is difficult to read, not because of the language but because of the subject matter. Parts of this book will (and should) make you feel sick to your stomach. It’s one of those hard but necessary reads.

The Book of Two Ways
People, give me a Jodi Picoult book any day. (Except for The Storyteller which was brutal (like, in a good way) and I can never read ever again.) Egyptology? I’m here for it. Hers were the first “adult” books I ever really read way back in 8th or 9th grade. Yes, they can be formulaic. I don’t care. They’re easy and delightful to read and people might not really talk like that and I just don’t even care. I will read any book she puts out every single time.

The Good Neighbor: The Life and Work of Fred Rogers
This book was a delight. Did I finish this book and then find the Josie the Short-Necked Giraffe episodes (which were my absolute favorites as a kid) on Amazon? Did I download them immediately for Nolan to watch? Did the lyrics to the songs come back to me? Yes, yes, and a resounding yes. And as much as Maxwell King tried to emphasize that Fred Rogers wasn’t actually a saint, I couldn’t quite believe him.

What Kind of Woman
Kate Baer is the poet laureate of my generation. That is all.

Nobody Will Tell You This But Me: A True (as Told to Me) Story
One of the most beautiful books I read all year. What Bess Kalb has really written is a love letter in the purest sense. It’s not romantic but familial; an ode to her grandmother. It’s funny and touching together at the same time. I devoured this book and it ended all too soon.

From Scratch: A Memoir of Love, Sicily, and Finding Home
This book was a more literal love letter to the author, Tembi Locke’s husband, who she lost all too soon to cancer. And while it’s about their relationship, it’s about so much more: place, belonging, identity, family. I wavered on this book; at some points I couldn’t get enough, at others it stalled out for me. Mostly, it made me wonder why I hadn’t fallen in love with a Sicilian: her descriptions of the Italian countryside are among the most poignant in the book.

WATCHED
Challenger: The Final Flight
We are here for all the docuseries. Especially when they combine the low-key love in our household for all things space. This one was fascinating but devastating.

America Wrote the Pandemic Playbook, Then Ignored It
A quick watch to fuel your righteous anger by one of my favorite filmmakers, Johnny Harris.

Schitt’s Creek
How much do I love Schitt’s Creek? All of it. I love it all. Except for Roland, who is skeevy as hell. But besides that, I love it. Watching Schitt’s Creek is a journey I love for all of us right now.

Dolly Parton: Here I Am
Dolly Parton is having a moment and I’m here for it.

The Queen’s Gambit
So. Good. I think I want to learn chess now? And if you do know chess, like Tyson does, and if you’re meticulous, like Tyson is, you’ll pause the video to analyze what’s going on during various chess games. Also: the fashion. Can 60s fashion come back please? The shoes. The dresses. All of it. Except for maybe the undergarments. Love. (Also? The wallpaper.)

LISTENED

Nothing new or in particular to say here. Pantsuit Politics and The Popcast have been keeping me sane: one by helping me process through reality and the other by helping me let it all out in laughter. God bless them.