2012: Famous poetry, famous artwork, and first sentences!

Jan 02, 2012 19:45

Two things I'm loving about this new year: going back through my journal and collecting the first sentence of the first post for every month, and getting a new Emily Dickinson calendar! I've had a calendar featuring her poetry since 2010, and I really love them. Sara got a cool new calendar, too. It's the page-a-day kind, and each page has a tiny reproduction of a famous work of art from the Metropolitan Museum of Art. She put it on the computer table, so right now I'm looking at a detail of Morning Glories, an early 19th-century screen panel by Suzuki Kiitsu.

And now, without further ado, my first-sentence round-up for 2011!

January
The last day of 2010 was a busy one for Rebecca.

February
I've had four job interviews in the last three weeks.

March
I tossed and turned all night last night.

April
If you're wondering why I've been so absent from the blog world recently, our computer crashed last Friday.

May
I'm finally home after an exhausting trip and a very long car ride, but I can't complain because I got to see James Taylor in concert!

June
As soon as I got out of bed today, I got a call from a staffing company, telling me that a job had opened up unexpectedly, and could I come in for an interview, like, right now?

July
After years of abuse, my cell phone has decided it's had enough.

August
Sara and I made a little day-trip to Baton Rouge today -- or more specifically, to Blue Bayou water park!

September
Yesterday morning, my fast food run ended with me driving Muse Watson to the auto-repair shop.

October
My first High Holy Days as an official Jew are still rolling on.

November
My asthma has been worse since the weather turned colder, and today I finally called the pharmacy to get my inhaler refilled.

December
Rebecca has taken some good-natured teasing from folks at her temple for putting up a Chris -- uh, I mean, a holiday tree.

Sad P.S. I feel like I'm just waiting to get a call from my aunt telling me that Grandma has died. I don't want that call, but at this point, I wouldn't be at all surprised if I got it.

emily dickinson calendar, first sentences, year-in-review

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