So I came across this post by The Emma Edit today... and I thought "Hey, it's a Thursday... and, MAN, do I love the '90s..." SO, here I am to answer the same questions from her part one and two on this topic. I know you're excited. You're hiding it well... but I can tell.… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Remembering the ’90s
I didn't really think my childhood was odd. I didn't notice the behaviors any of us may have had that possibly weren't quite right if you really thought about it. Depression and anxiety run rampant through me and my siblings. We compartmentalize, we cry or get angry for no good reason at times... We have… Continue reading Nurturing the Neuroses
A year and a half ago I submitted my answers for our St John Cadets end of year yearbook - the "fun" question that year was what superpower I'd want to have... I answered I'd want to be Omnilinguistic - otherwise the power to know all languages. One of my teen boys decided he liked… Continue reading Omnilinguism Goals
So many blog post ideas... so little motivation.... Hi, y'all. It's me... finally with my work training schedule slowing down... I have one more day this week to work before having a six day break before my rotating part time schedule starts. So I am hoping I can get myself on here more often and… Continue reading I Never Even Saw it Coming
Post #7 for my recycled posts series - this one is from March 2015. All new pictures added 🙂 Summertime in Sweden meant that the sun wouldn’t set, the weather would warm just enough to warrant swimming and apparel of tube tops and shorts… but rarely did it get too hot. Summertime also meant that… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Svea’s Summer House in Sandhamn
Post #5 for my recycled posts series. This one is from March 2015. It’s funny what memories suddenly come back to you when you spend some time thinking about old friends and places. Today I suddenly remembered a particular memory – a fleeting incident that happened when I was about 17. No real significance is… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: A Vision in Aquamarine
Post #4 of my flashback/recycled posts - this one is from February 2015 - one of the very first memories I posted. “It’s your turn to sit in the back, Emma.” “Only if you put the top up!” I said as I climbed into the back of Heather’s convertible. It was the middle of Swedish… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Anneke and Heather
The kid was adorable, if I must admit. I call him a kid because he was a year and a half plus a day younger than I and as teenagers that gap felt enormous. As if that whole extra year and a day really made a difference - I had dated Andre earlier in the… Continue reading Melodic Memories
In the car today, I introduced my children to some of my fave Broadway songs - which included a handful from both Grease and Grease 2. I told my 5 year old son that Grease Lightning is about a car, which peaked his interest naturally... and when they sang "The chicks'll cream for Grease Lightning,"… Continue reading There Are Worse Things I Could Do
I've been working on this post for awhile. There was a knee jerk reaction to start this and then... I lost motivation and started to put off my writing in general... But I am back. I am making myself sit and write this as I attempt to get back into the swing of things. I… Continue reading Memes of the Relationship Persuasion
I knocked on the door, a little apprehensive as I had never been to Vladimir's house. I was apprehensive mostly because I had a bit of a crush on him and we had never really worked closely for school projects before. He, along with most of the 5 other dudes in our class, tended to… Continue reading Calling on Vlad
I received my storage delivery yesterday as you will have noticed from my gleeful outburst last night. I have taken mondo amounts of pictures to share with you all so I think I'm going to have to break it into at least two posts. Today I will start with stuff to do with friends/me as… Continue reading Treasures; or a second Christmas
Holy shit you guys!!!!!! I found two of me and Anneke's notebooks from Gymnasium! It's not all I had, but I thought I had lost them all completely! Maybe I'm remembering wrong and she actually did send me a couple of hers.... edit: nope it clearly states on page one of kitty journal that I… Continue reading OMG OMG OMG!!!
Whatever it takes, I know I can make it through - I'd wager at least anyone much older than me probably won't get that reference. Hell half of you my age will likely not know it, unless you have teenage kids. Perhaps you'd recall the old school version: There's a way, if I look then… Continue reading I know I can make it through
You guise... you guise... I'm at my mother's house for Christmas.., the first time since I got married over 13 years ago... and my sisters and I just went through a bunch of pictures... just wanna share a few... my Christmas present to you! 😂😂😂 Clearly I was born with Drama running through my veins… Continue reading Reminiscing on Christmas
I swayed slightly as I stood up from the kitchen table. I was finished tormenting Felix in his inebriated state and felt it time to move on to another party activity. We had been grouped mostly in the kitchen mixing drinks and retching over the taste of the Punsch I had gotten from my father… Continue reading How Drunk ARE You?
As a follow up to yesterday's post - I stopped by the Hungry Jacks for coffee this AM and suddenly decided to take some pictures to illustrate my town for you all... keep in mind that today is unusually cloudy and cold for our desert town... 90% of the year it is very sunny out.… Continue reading In Technicolor: “A McDonalds, Y’all!”
You'd think when I moved here to Alice Springs 3 1/2 years ago a lot would have changed in the previous 20ish years, but when I came back it was virtually the same... A lot of the noticeable changes for me have happened since being back. Now, as I have one foot out of town,… Continue reading A McDonalds, y’all!
I lack motivation. For anything. I am trying to enjoy my last bit of time here in Australia… because the chances of ending up here a third time are even more remote than the chance I’d end up here a second time. It’s hard though… Because I’m stressed about the sudden move. My house seems… Continue reading Down in the dumps
A friend posted something on Facebook about a new NOFX album. Well, Fuck, if that didn’t take me back. Imagine, if you will, skinny-minnie Emma in her green corduroy skate pants, or perhaps some baggy jeans with ripped up seams where the bottoms had been walked on beneath the heels of her Airwalks or Vans… Continue reading Voice as Sweet as Salt