Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Enjoyment

I was asked, "Did you enjoy the talk?" by my professor after we stayed after a play for the aftertalk.  That caught me offguard.  I had asked her if she was happy she stayed for it, because that is the sort of question I could answer easily.  Did I enjoy it?  Pretty hard to explain to her that I don't enjoy much.

Wait, what?

No, really.  I don't generally enjoy tv shows or movies.  I watch them because I feel a) obligated to as a member of society to know more about pop culture references, b) that I started watching and got somewhat attached to the characters in the beginning of the show, and now seasons later I am bored but feel that I need to keep going.


Friends had trouble understanding why I liked the show Animaniacs so much when it was on the air.  It was different, plain and simple.  It was witty (and also crude and crass, yes), and different from anything out there.  I could not predict what was going to happen, and thus I was transfixed.  No other show had done that for me.  Every show followed some sort of formulaic pattern.  Even if it created that pattern and stuck with it.  Animaniacs?  You knew there would be wit, belches, celebrity references, and that Pinky would be thinking something totally unexpected.

I enjoy Marvel shows because they are different from other shows out there.  The writing around Agent Carter was more than brilliant and showed women in strong roles without any of that sexual stuff surrounding it.  It was refreshing and surprising to see Jarvis and Peggy wrestle, and then Jarvis's wife ask if they wanted breakfast or to wrestle some more without a single ounce of jealousy; the way things should be.  I enjoyed that because I once thought the world was like that, and it is nice to learn that others believe it could be that way too. 

Do I like the familiar?  Of course!  That's why I love reading Shakespeare and getting students fascinated by his writing.  But I like the witty references to him in other works as allusions, not people saying, "Wherefore art thou, Romeo?" and someone responding, "Over here!" because they don't actually understand it.  I like reading classics so that I get the references others are making.

End point: I enjoy learning.  If I am not going to learn something new, then no, I am not going to enjoy it.  Give me a conversation, a song, a show, a story, an anything that I have not seen or heard before and if it gives me something new for my brain to absorb, and I will be happy.  I will enjoy.

Much love,
The Jaded Bee.


Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Welcome!

Greetings and salutations!

I don't know how long this blog will last or how often it will be updated, but I thought I'd start a place to put my ramblings.

This post doesn't mean anything.  It's kind of my mini autobiography.  It isn't anything that affects the larger world, or comments on it.  Just me.  Read if you wish, or not.  The choice is yours.  But then you went and made the choice to come here, didn't you?  Hmmmm.

First thing to know: I don't fit in.

I know, lots of people say they are weird, or different, or don't belong.  I don't.  But not in a way that gets me in trouble, or makes me feel like less of a person, just in a way that I know I don't fit into any particular pattern.

Let's start with family.  You know how people have different personality traits based on whether they are an only child, or the middle child, or the oldest or youngest?  I'm all of those.  I am the only child born of both of my parents.  I was the youngest child for eight years.  The older siblings all left, and the younger ones were so young that I was pretty much an only child.  But I was also a middle child.  And I was definitely the oldest sibling for the three younger ones because the others were way older than them and didn't live with them growing up.  I grew up with six sisters, and three brothers.  In my adult life I've had another brother and sister added to the family, but I'm the only one related to them all.  (Technically my older brother is too, because my dad adopted him, but still.)  My mother birthed three kids, and my dad fathered three, and I'm the crossing point.

I started my life moving a lot, so roots didn't really get put down.  I'm a small-town girl because most of my childhood was spent in small mill towns.  BUT, at the age of thirteen, we moved to the Lower Mainland, which is a collection of cities that sprawl around Vancouver, B.C..  So I can't say that I'm still a small-town girl, but I'm really not a city girl either.

Oooo, education.  That is where I'll find a box, right?  Nope.  I'm a high school teacher, so university educated.  Major in English, Minor in Environmental Chemistry, and a Certificate of the Liberal Arts in case you couldn't tell I was well-rounded.  I'm also finishing up my final paper for my last class to complete my M.A. in English Literature.  (It was the only Master's programme I could find that had something I was interested in, that would work with a teacher's schedule, and that was not an Education degree.)

I also:
- was a cheerleader.
- played the flute in high school band.
- baked and decorated my own wedding cake.
- did most of my own bathroom renovations (drywall, tiling, etc.).
- painted my house.
- sew.
- can (jams, jellies, cough syrup, pickles).
- have taken up painting in the last couple of years.
- have two amazingly wonderful children that get along incredibly well.
- have three cats and two birds.
- have a very considerate husband that puts up with me randomly doing things (paint a wall a bright colour, tell him we're buying and setting up a pool in the backyard, tell him we're going on a week-long hiking trip in the mountains for our holidays...)

That's all I'll give away for now.

Much love,
The Jaded Bee.