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Thankful Thursday

I feel a little corny doing a thankful Thursday post, but I guess we could all use it. Things I’m thankful for:

  • How easily both my jobs transitioned online (especially the more I see about people being laid off or losing their jobs.)
  • How easily my schooling transitioned online.
  • The fact that I live in a big apartment (I’d be going crazy in a studio.)
  • The fact that I live with my sister (she hides in her room all day but at least I get some extrovert time.)
  • All my online friends (in high school all my friends were online, and I’m grateful for how easy it is to pick back up friendships that way.)
  • How packed my freezer is.
  • YouTube (because videos parodying famous songs and adding quarantine lyrics are GOLD right now.) 
  • My tax return (’cause that just arrived and I like $$$.)
  • The fact that I can hair-pin-lace while listening to my class lectures. 
  • Calls from relatives (HI GRANDMA!)
  • The fact that my friend and her husband have a bet on how many books I’ll read during quarantine ’cause that’s super incentivizing. (They only count since yesterday, though, so I’m at 2.)
  • All 399 followers of this blog.

Trivia Team

I usually do trivia Wednesday nights. It started casually this summer. I joked that they called me when they couldn’t find anyone else to join the team. For a while there around the holidays when I heard nothing from them, I thought they’d dropped me entirely. (‘Voted off the trivia team’ is not a badge I wore proudly.) 

But turns out, they just weren’t doing trivia. Life commitments cropped up. And over the last few months, I’ve become as much a regular as anyone. An Ole Fashion Part of the Team.

Due to schedule conflicts, we went to a “different” trivia tonight. And the place was so packed, we actually didn’t get a spot so we didn’t go to trivia at all. We all trooped over to a nearby restaurant.

And I feel really grateful for it.  

I’m grateful for a lot of things. I’m grateful for the friends who’ve reached out over the past week. So grateful. I’m grateful for the friends who’ve stood by me as I’ve processed my initial waves of grief. I’m grateful for my family. 

But I was struck tonight with gratitude for little things like tonight. Time to pass around the latest political gossip. Time to shake heads at the recent season of The Bachelor. Time to compare beers and sandwiches and talk about job interviews and opportunities. All those little moments of friendship that I’ve missed living in Madison. And I’m grateful for it. 

And all of you! 


Trivia Confessions

People assume that because I read an enormous amount, I am good at trivia. 

Fun fact: I am not good at trivia. 

At least, not bar trivia. I know nothing of sports, pop culture, geography, or music. And guess which topics dominate? 

Some friends invite me every few weeks to join their trivia group and I go and I usually provide nothing to the team. At most I can claim a knowledge of history, but one of my teammates is a far bigger history buff than I am and usually knows the answer. (Though, actually, once, several glorious months ago, I answered a sports question: it was pole vaulting. And I suppose the one time a law question came up, I got that too) 

But last night…I did it. I knew the answer to the question and no one else at my table did. Such a moment of triumph. And the category? Literature

So if you ever need someone who can recognize an Emily Dickinson poem at your trivia night, I’m your woman. 


Merry Christmas Eve!

Merry Christmas Eve, friends! I hope you all have a wonderful day. I’ve got the house to myself for a very brief moment before the rest of my family returns from various Christmas related activities. It is quite peaceful. I hit my final reading goal for the year. 

I will probably keep saying this what with all the holidays one after another but…thank you to all my readers! To friends and family and strangers. I appreciate your continued support and love. It keeps me motivated. 


Socializing With Adults

I recently gave a law school bound college student a piece of advice I am bad at following: I told him to make sure he finds non-law school friends.

I actually have quite a few non-law school friends. (And arguably very few law school friends at the school with me!) But I have not developed a consistent network of “in real life” friends here in Madison. So if I know you here, you’re probably connected to the law school…somehow. 

Some old AFP co-workers invited me to a belated “friendsgiving” tonight. It sounded rather awkward as I did not know who the host would be or who else was invited. But after a day spent helping undergrads prep for the final Saturday…I jumped at the chance of being around ‘adults.’

Or at least non-students.

And I sure am glad I went. Most, but not all, of the people present worked in politics. But I was the only student. It was fun. It was casual. And most of all, it was a refreshing reminder about how normal people my age live and talk. 

So I guess if I was giving advice to that same student, I’d tweak what I say. Instead of non-law school friends, I’d clarify…in real life non-students. Preferably ones your age. Because even you cannot be all law all the time.


The Mixed Blessing of an Old Friend

This past weekend I visited my friend Sara. We figure we met online around age 12; we certainly met in person for the first time at age 16. Not only did she know me at my craziest, she introduces me to people by telling them about it. 

“This is Amy. I didn’t like her when we met because she was super hyper.”

“This is my friend Amy. In high school I pulled her off picnic tables because when debate got really heated she would turn bright red and stand on them to make her point.”

“This is Amy! She went on her first plane ride with me and I kept having to forcibly drag her through the airport because she kept pausing to complain about the historical inaccuracy of the murals on the airport walls.”

And the worst part? I don’t have any horrible stories to tell back! Either I don’t remember them or she was just really mature at 16. Or, as probably more likely, I was the crazy one and anything she did paled compared to me standing on picnic tables.

Or irritating the tour guide at the White House with my steady stream of commentary. 

Or staying up till 4 am watching the Disney Channel because by golly I was not going to let the cable TV in our hotel room go to waste. 

In conclusion, it is good to have old friends. It keeps you humble. 


FB Friends

“Who is X and why am I friends with him on Facebook?” I ask Bethany.

“I don’t know,” she says. “Law school? Politics? Some politician dude?”

“No, I don’t recognize his face,” I tell her. “But he had a baby. Or his wife did.”

Bethany: “Well, is it a cute baby?”

Me: “Yeah.”

Bethany: “Don’t unfriend him then.”

There you go, folk, why I stay friends on Facebook with people I don’t remember.