Beyond having folders full of half-written posts and ideas on post-it notes spread throughout my house, summer has snuck up on me. Trips to St. Louis, then into my summer job, weekend adventures up to Door County, and then a surprise visit home to Washington State for my mom’s birthday and much-needed Auntie time have taken away my time and energy to finish. Summer has officially snuck up on me and I know that, in time, fall will do the same. This is just a quick note to let you know that I haven’t disappeared into the archived stacks or down a dusty, country road in search of my next journey. Many more posts to come in the next few weeks. Thanks for your patience.
My first time blogging about a trip is far more difficult than I expected. As a traveller, I fill as much time with experiences that I’ve found it leaves no time to write about it. I’ve started taking notes on the backs of receipts, with my camera, and a running log of answered questions in my Google search history.
I ambitiously assumed that I would have at least 2 posts about the trip up so far, but have now decided that my purse full of illegible scraps will have to suffice as notes and I can write more when I get home.
Until then, here are 15,000 words about our trip so far:
I never understood the polarizing quality of history. It’s not like you had to have the exact answers like math or science, or English, if you had a Jane Austen-obsessed teacher, who couldn’t possible understand my disinterest. (I will go to my grave arguing the pointless quality of reading Pride and Prejudice AND Sense and Sensibility back-to-back as a 15-year old.)
But history. It was about revolutions and events that created ideas. It was about great people writing heroic stories. Except when it was about June 27, 1880 or Milan, Ohio. Turns out there were right and wrong answers, which is apparently why some people just really don’t like history.
I’m doing a little research on these early notions of history. A short 8 question survey to determine whether a theory I hold about early history education is worth pursuing or simply a misguided resentment at the educational system.
I know we all love to share our opinion. Why else would be blog..or troll blogs to disagree with other people’s opinions…
Help me out by taking my survey here. And look for a future post about the results.
If you read my last post, you are familiar with my failure to again apply to be a book giver during this years World Book Night 2013. And the subsequent pain of discovering one of my life changing titles on the list to give away.
It turns out there were so many amazing people who were not only WAY more attentive to details than I, but also genuinely excited about sharing books with members of their communities. Here are a few moments I found on Twitter that make me thankful and motivated. (I’ve signed up for the newsletter, I’m on it for 2014, guys!)
I found this list of favorite things on another blog and immediately decided to get my own Von Trapp on, minus the rain, the upholstery lederhosen and Nazi boyfriend. So, these are a few of my favorite things…
“Further On Up The Road” cover (technically) by Johnny Cash
subtlety in home decor
a picture of my nephew playing his homemade didgeridoo
the idea of the Baker Street Irregulars, but maybe not the Baker Street Irregulars themselves…I’ll let you know
horizontal lines (except in fashion)
that Swype is a Browncoat poser (it knew Jayne Cobb, but went with brickbat on Browncoat)
old time radio dramas except The Whistler
these foam birds from Cargo
old Minié ball holes in brick walls and barn sides
hearing the seventh month of the year pronounced Joo-lye