Deception, Frustrated Desire, Nothingness: THIS IS PROUST

In 15 minutes, I have my final exam for my Proust class.

Which obviously means that it is time for “Quotes from my notes on Proust II.”  (See part I, the midterm edition, here.) After all that happy love on here over the past couple days, it’s time for a Proust smack down on all that is lovely in the world.

  • “We never know how to live out love.”
  • “We can’t really understand what the narrator is feeling here because we are normal.”
  • “It’s almost like Hitler designed this guy.”
  • “… and what if Truth is found outside of our years, of our age?”
  • “Truly, this is Proust’s message: we learn nothing. Nothing but art can justify human existence.”
  • “Without art, life is total nothingness.”
  • “Really, the base of the book is comic… and grotesque.”
  • “She is a prostitute… or a lesbian… or both?”
  • “What is love? It is the desire for desire.”
  • “The whole book is mad solitude – desire.”
  • “This then is Proust’s thesis: What are we? We are beings who desire…. Beings who desire desire. “
  • “There is no ideal beauty.”
  • “You have to forget everything before you can remember it.”
  • “Women/tea/submission/NO.”
  • “The world is cruel.”
  • “This then is Proust’s thesis: The reigning force in the world is meanness.”
  • “He says it, without saying it, in saying it.”
  • “Night is a disease that kills.”
  • “Lots of masculine/feminine ambiguity up in here.”
  • “This then is Proust’s thesis: Jealousy determines all human relations.”
  •  “Art means taking the bull by the horns.”
  • “He says ‘Here is nothing… and from that I will create a masterpiece.’”
  • “Truth/ beauty–> art –> looking at it –> MAKING IT – yay!!!!”
  • “Truth/ beauty–> life –> deception”
  • “He just can’t get past the great wedding night of art.”
  • “Why isn’t he Jewish when his dopplegangers are?”
  • “Nothing in society is solid.”
  • “What we don’t know: Man? Woman? What we do know: sad lesbian.”*
  • “Where does art come from? From suffering.”
  • “No one is totally good… but no one is totally bad either.”
  • “With the war, Proust will now destroy his own book.”

And my personal favorite…

“THERE IS A GRANDMOTHER… and then there is nothingness.”

(* Technically, this one is from Kristen‘s notes… and had a drawing to accompany it, but time is short, so you will have to miss out on her amazing ambiguous stick figure with long hair and a mustache. )

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Ana-Joel and Joseph: New York Fall Engagement Shoot

Obviously when I said on Sunday that I would have the second half of the photos up “tomorrow” I meant Tuesday. It just took too long to decide which ones to share… which is why I am sharing more than you probably ever cared to see.

But can you blame me? The fall colors in New York were perfect — Central Park, I love you, and if DC keeps on being stupid about my car registration, I am just giving up and moving to the park.  I spent the whole day walking around going “wow wow WOW” like a five year old. Or like a 25 year old who was FINALLY going to New York City for the first time.  As you will see, we used their engagement photo shoot as a way for me to see the city in one afternoon, starting at the New York Public Library, winding our way through the city, and ending at the Met. Most. Fun. Photoshoot. Ever

Ana-Joel and Joseph, after spending the weekend watching you all be in love — I can’t wait till June. And as much fun as it was taking photos… I am even more excited about getting to stand up there with you!

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Ana-Joel and Joseph: Black and White New York Engagement Shoot

Remember that whirlwind weekend in New York, the one just before Sandy hit?

Well despite the pictures of me consuming all sorts of deliciousness, the point of the trip wasn’t actually for me to eat lots of cupcakes, but to take engagement photos for my dear friends Ana-Joel and Joseph. You might remember the crazy story of how they met, fell in love, and then had a surprise Parisian engagement.

Tonight I am just sharing the black and white pictures. (You know how I love those black and white shots!) Tomorrow (hopefully) I will have the rest up and you can appreciate the gorgeous fall colors, but for tonight — some classy monotones. 
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An afternoon in Arlington

The weekend before Thanksgiving, James and I took a Sunday afternoon to go out to Arlington Cemetery.  It was one of those perfect fall days, the type that I thought had been scared away by Hurricane Sandy. But no, Arlington was all that was peaceful and beautiful, a perfect setting for the ceremonies that had surrounded Veteran’s Day. And nothing could make me feel more thankful than walking through the grounds of Arlington. Every perfect white stone marks someone who knew courage in a way that most of us will never know, and who sacrificed more than most of us will ever be asked to give up. And there are so many, so very many, stretching out as far as you can see.  I felt so humbled walking across the grounds.

I am thankful for all these people. They are the best of us.

(Side note: Do you notice what there isn’t a picture of? That’s right, the Changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Because somethings should be reverent, and that means no pictures. And silent, something often ruined by pictures — you know that you can turn the iphone on silent right????? Plus, they sell pretty good ones in the gift shop I hear. I mean, even I put away my camera. And if you really have to take a picture, don’t be that unspeakably disrespectful tourist who was doing goofy pictures with peace signs and crazy smiles  during the ceremony while your buddy snaps a picture. You know who you are.)

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Share the soup [recipes].

Confession: I am really bad at making soup.

Don’t get me wrong, I can throw together chili, I could live off of this pumpkin black bean soup, and I make a pretty wicked tortilla soup (thanks Suze, for that recipe), but pretty much any other soup, and I am best off just popping open a can.

I live for squash soup season, aka fall, because it means that every restaurant can fulfill my longing for pureed gourds. This longing started in Paris during college, when my host mother would make some ambiguously blended veggie soup every weekend. I got an immersion blender last year for Christmas, and I too have dutifully pulverized every soup in sight. Mine taste like hot baby food. I think that if I ever successfully make non-bland squash bisque, I will spontaneously combust from happiness.

This doesn’t mean that I don’t love soup, because I do. Once the weather gets cold, I basically try to make as many meals as possible that can be eaten with a spoon.  My lack of natural soup-making skill does not deter my determination to eat that food I love. The week before Thanksgiving I think we had soup every night that week, as James’ love for soup surpasses even my own. On his birthday, in August, he said he wanted soup and vanilla ice cream, and maybe to yell at kids in the park. Yes, I married a grouchy old man.

Whenever I visit James’ family in Indiana, I am reminded why he loves soup. James mom makes soup so delicious that you just want to swim in it, mouth wide open. Over Thanksgiving she made this five onion creamy soup goodness that I am pretty sure could save your soul.  She is one of those soup people, the type I want to be, who just makes soup with whatever is around. (She gave me her squash soup recipe, so I am hoping it will free me from my baby food rut, but there is a strong chance I will mess it up.) My friend Leslie is the same way, just cooking everything up into a delicious spoon-it-up feast.  For me, making soup is more stressful than most other things.  See these beautiful bowls of French onion soup?

 Our kitchen looked like I had blown up an onion farm by the time I was done. And it smelled like that… for a while. (But oh, was it GOOD!)

So soup people, what’s the secret? What are your best soup recipes/tips/tricks? The winter is long before us, and I am armed with a beautiful navy pot, an immersion blender, and a desperate desire to eat all my meals from bowls. Please leave a comment/link below to tell me what I am missing or share a favorite recipe!

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That Unifying Human Moment

I love what my friend Ashley posted about Thanksgiving:

“I’m just thankful we are all SO THANKFUL! What a unifying human moment!”

And as I looked through pictures of our wonderful trip to Indiana, I can’t help but feel thankful again, even for the things that I missed being thankful for why we were there. Because as you can see below, I was a little distracted with STUFFING MY FACE. Truth: Wegmann Thanksgiving is the most delicious thing ever. And yes, lots of what we ate was grown within sight of the house. Like those squash, some of which came home with me. And those brussels sprouts, and the pomegranate ambrosia, and the pies that the cat tried to steal, and….

Once again I am distracted. But not too distracted to feel so thankful that I am related to these people, to this place. Also thankful for the fact that I am now related to a family that claims motorcycle ownership. Philip’s presence ensures that our kids will have a cool uncle… and most likely lots of broken bones. Let’s not stop being thankful just because Turkey Day is over, ok?

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I am thankful that he came home safely.

Who says that thankful posts have to stop because Thanksgiving is over? I forgot to bring my camera cord to Indiana, so no pictures of our Thanksgiving week here until after we get back to DC. In the meantime, some more thankfulness from other people!

Today we have Abby on the blog, one of my college roommates and dear friends.

“In 2006 I sent Aaron, then my boyfriend, off to Iraq with no promise of any earthly future together. War is a stark reminder of our own inability to control. Neither of us could guarantee anything about that deployment. So he went and by some miracle came back – we are now married and working through this together. Many others had similar send-offs that ended with a funeral instead of a homecoming; it’s taken five years for me to feel like I can even talk about this without weeping. I don’t know why he came back while others didn’t, but I am truly overwhelmed with gratefulness.”

“The LORD has dealt bountifully with you.” – Ps. 116

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We are thankful for baby Susie.

Today on the blog we have another precious baby, Susie. I knew Susie’s parents at college, and have followed from afar their extremely rough pregnancy (as in, Becky was so sick that she had IVs most of the time) and rejoiced in the birth of this sweet little girl.

How could you be anything but thankful when looking at this little one?

(Yes, I am kind of into the black and white baby photos at the moment. And yes, I am kind of into that font as well, and you are probably tired of it. But I am almost over it, and needing new exciting [free] fonts to download…suggestions?)

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I am thankful I get to marry….

Today, some thankfulness from Liz:

This couple is getting married next June and I am pretty pumped. She is marrying Homère, who is basically the nicest human being that has ever existed. And I can personally testify to Liz being an awesome roommate, so I think these two are going to be pretty happy…

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One of the very best things about being married…

… is that this:

Becomes this:

Your family more than doubles overnight. AWESOME.

Yes, it means that you enter into the realm of juggling holidays, remembering lots of new names and relationships, and meshing different backgrounds but still — you get so many amazing new family members. I mean, just look at this fun crew:On Wednesday we are headed to spend Thanksgiving in Indiana with James’ family and I am pumped. Here are just a few of the things I love about James’ family/ being at his house:

  • His sister sometimes keeps bags of homemade cookie dough in the freezer and cookies the size of your fist just appear.
  • They live on the quintessential midwestern farm, which means that summer visits consist of me trying to hold as many baby animals in my arms at one time as possible. And the winter visits mean that you just want to stay snuggled in the house, because it is an incredibly snuggly house.
  • James’ dad doesn’t use a cell phone… and life still goes on just fine. (Lesson to be learned about our dependance on technology? I think so.)
  • His mom is a phenomenal cook and I pretty much try to not stray too far from the kitchen because there are so many good things that come out of it.
  • There is a rope swing in the barn. I have not been brave enough to jump out of the rafters on it, despite numerous persuasive attempts from his youngest brother. But I love that it is there.
  • They have the world’s most comfortable couch. Seriously. I can already sense that the competition for who gets to nap off Thanksgiving dinner on the couch will be pretty stiff…

Yay for Thanksgiving with new family!

*Wedding photos by Whitney Neal Photography

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