I did not like writing speeches, but I did like presenting my speeches in Speech.
Mr. Hodde was tough and positively critical. If he gave you a grade you felt you didn’t deserve, you understood why. He gave that attention to all of his students, even if he knew his student was not trying in his class.
I miss the days as a student at Victoria College; they were so good. Matt even made a friend in one of the instructors. He went to Victoria College in the summer when he was home from University. We had an Economics class together, and Matt and Mr. Hayden got along. Mr. Hayden wore a helmet riding his moped. Just Mr. Hayden’s personality made Economics I and II interesting. Economics is one of the only textbooks I remember, it was a green that looked Christmas tree- and money- green. It wasn’t too thick either.
Mr. Hayden also wrote Matt a letter of recommendation for the internship that kickstarted Matt’s lucky break in his career. I am glad Matt had a lucky break because he had to be ready to find it and everyone had to be in place. And everyone was. Including me. Matt also sought a recommendation letter from my best friend in nursing school, Bj, her husband who oversaw the direction of Victoria’s Gulf Bend Mental Health Center.
Bj was the first person to ever offer Matt a hard boiled egg and pickled garlic for a snack. Bj was also the first person to ever ask what kind of food he ate at home. Without a moment for a thought, he answered, “I don’t know, white people cooking?” It was one of the first times Matt met Bj outside of my smile about someone special to me. That was one of our best laughs as boyfriend and girlfriend; Matt’s family still laughs about that story to this day, and we are 14 years married tomorrow. (June 15, 2022 We were engaged for almost one year. One reason I am so patient is because I just know things. Matt knows things, too. He didn’t rush.)
Bj was from Australia and she is the first friend I met that both cooked like a person who had her own cookbook and was very kind. I miss her personality, honesty, humor and hospitality: kindness. That red cabbage cole slaw of hers is impeccable! She set an inviting table.
I think I am a decent public speaker. My dad thinks I am a great public speaker; he thinks all of his daughters are. I would rather my dad believe I am great, and I think I am decent so there is room to reach.
I was studying to be an early childhood teacher, and I was so excited to have Mr. Hodde’s wife as an instructor after getting an A from him. I think the special education course she taught was an evening class. I like that I cannot remember. My memory feels like it was, but my energy feels like it wasn’t. I am almost certain it was, and she knew it was an evening class for students, too. She had a passion for special education. She didn’t fit the mold of special education teachers. She was like a supermodel standard special education teacher. I hope special education teachers do not take offense; Mrs. Hodde fit in her field, but she was just different in her field.
Mrs. Hodde liked to assign papers. I do not know why but receiving an assignment to write a paper in an evening class hits different. Though, I wrote her papers with the same focus and energy for a day class.
She addressed the entire class one day after she returned our graded papers, and the criticism she had to give stuck with me. I think she was wearing a pink babydoll shirt and pedal pushers when she addressed us, it stuck with me like that.
She encouraged us that when writing we pay close attention to our use of “that”. Is “that” necessary?
To this day I am very aware of my use of “that” and when I know I am about to use it or I have used it, I ask myself: Does this “that” help my sentence or is this “that” a distraction in my sentence. I have not yet figured out exactly how I decide to use “that” yet. I just decide in the moment.
Mrs. Hodde said putting thought in our choice of “that” alone will make our voice in our paper sound more intelligent.
It is fun to know people’s pet peeves. Pet peeves are hard to think of on the spot. I have them, but I put myself on the spot in the car one day last week, and I could not think of one pet peeve. My pet peeves are like Mrs. Hodde’s pet peeve. That is a strange pet peeve to have, but I believe it. I think she was an editor of something, too. Mr. and Mrs. Hodde were from New York. Victoria is quirky. It begs the question, “How’d you decide to move to Victoria, Texas?” with a simultaneous understanding of why you decided to move to Victoria, Texas. Victoria, Texas is a good hometown. I just searched Mrs. Hodde after all these years to see her whereabouts, and she is still in Victoria. #itoldyouso
(5:26p I remembered one of my pet peeves. People who move from New York/California to Austin; that is cliche. I like cliche’s definition: a ____ that betrays original thought. #betrays Cliche sounds like its own pet peeve is cliche.)
I was thinking about “that” today because in a moment last week I was wanting, I went seeking. In that moment I found something my energy really agreed with. My prayers are still working, I am reassured.
(June 18, 2022 I found another comment I wanted to make about his work in general, so I just liked it, here, because I wanted to write, “Ditto!” It’s all I will allow myself to do.
)I found the likes of #thatsmydj
I know that’s my kind of dj because while I have been exploring his work I have been being happy to share my appreciation for how original his remix artistry feels to me and of all the comments I was most happy to share is the comment he chose to let me know he sees. I know that was a long sentence just then, but how classy is that exchange on social media? That choice, in my opinion, reflected how much he likes his work, too.
Dear Diary,
I am keeping my comments to pictures rather than words now because I don’t want to be completely obvious I am smitten by how that remix artist hears nostalgic music. My body feels like it is just moving to the drills on its own.
🪄🤍💖
Sincerely, Emily
PS That https://youtu.be/f1uPhC0T86U is a good remix. (June 15, 2022 I have replayed #ed this. It is a brave remix. I think it’s already brave to even think about remixing an oldie, but it is remixed classy! It sounds live and digital. He is active on his channel, and I read a comment this remix was inspired by a live performance. I thought that was nifty. I like live music but sometimes it can be boring over the airwaves. The live in it is like you can reach out and touch the remix. I like that. His remixes are moments, they’re not 6+ minutes long. I like music that transcends time.)
(June 17, 2022 https://youtu.be/laU4qTNTau0 Dear Diary, I want to share with the artist since I have discovered his work I have not gone searching for remixes. And I can search remixes. How quick he is in the quality of his remixes can tell me only one thing: He is present in his passion. I’ll just keep what I’d like to write in the comment sections to myself. I am cool enough to publish them, but. It looks like he has the support of a best friend and that I recognize in his work; I see his comments everywhere. I bet the artist is good at setting boundaries, too, and at holding people accountable. I hear that silence in his homemade craft, too. It sounds like the only noise he has going on in his brain is the sound of music. I have no knowledge of music engineering, but I watched the technicality in a video and it looks like listening has to be accurately accurate. The technical adjustments look so small. I have tacked on a prayer for him in my Rosary Novena. He is the second stranger I am praying for in it. Only because the energy in his music feels like #oneofmykind, and I would like to see his success steadily grow just a little faster. That would mean his music is reaching more people, and it is so exciting the pace it comes out is rapid.
One difference I have noticed is I have become more present in my likes. That from becoming less present in other people’s likes and becoming less present in my dislikes. Disconnecting myself from the world has been fruitfully fruitful for me.
Someone asked me if I wanted toppings on our pizza and then kind of got slightly annoyed I was wishy-washy. His hint of annoyance aggravated me.
I didn’t have the mental energy to decide
I noticed how he cut the tomatoes. They were cut for someone who likes tomatoes and would just like a cheese pizza tonight but will accept the less boring. I don’t know if that was his intention when cutting the tomatoes, he seems too good at compromise than he should be, why I noticed, but that’s how I received the slice he brought me that was least burnt after I ate a burnt piece. The difference in the cut of the tomatoes was recognizable. I’ve never had tomatoes like that on my pizza, and I like Garden pizzas after cheese pizza so I know all the ways tomato come on a pizza served from a menu. For that night the tomatoes, when all I wanted was my favorite pizza, was just right. I like the little things. I can handle little things easier. Matt is very good at big things that are really huge, why I can recognize little things that are like the big things so quietly.
I liked the seasoning he added on the pizza, but I didn’t like it as much as I like the seasoning I put on our cheese pizza. Fiesta Gourmet Italian Seasoning is more flavorful, and his seasoning wasn’t Fiesta. Amanda told me about the secret of Fiesta Gourmet Italian Seasoning. Matt will even mention when I forget. It has to be baked with the pizza, though, it doesn’t pack the same punch sprinkled on it after coming out of the oven.
I live for Pizza Friday and everything it is in my world. I even found myself a grocery store freezer pizza that makes it hard to choose pickup sometimes. Chicago Home Run Inn Pizza. Even my great aunt, aunts and uncle said its cheese pizza was good. I get disappointed when I am craving it and it is sold out in the freezers next to a surplus of the brand’s supreme style pizzas, and they don’t make a veggie supreme. Only meat. That’s makes it even more disappointing. Beef meat toppings on a pizza are too heavy for me. It’s like people who grabbed that cheese pizza mindlessly don’t know how much the pizza I am craving on a Friday means to me. Of course they don’t. I give myself chuckles. If you catch on to the idea of this brand’s cheese pizza with me, too, check the single serving frozen pizzas in time of desperation. I found a small stock of them there. We even get Hank and Dixie a box of Bagel Bites for A Tiny Pizza Party sometimes. I like pizza that much. I want them to enjoy an entire pizza, too. We have budgeted Bagel Bites out for a while because. But Hank and Dixie could notice less. They live for, as my family calls them, Pizza Bones! Can you guess what Pizza Bones are? The crust. I cannot remember who’s idea that was, my mom or Amanda’s. Miss Light encouraged Amanda in Creative Writing. If you wanted anyone to think you were a creative writer, you’d want it to be our fourth grade teacher, Miss Light. I was one grade behind Amanda, so I reached in Miss Light’s class. She encouraged me in spelling, so, Miss Light knew I was follow my big sister’s footsteps. Not to be in them, they are shoes all her own, but to follow them. I told Matt I am the steak person if he’ll be the pizza crust person. I will happily give up a bite of my steak to Hank and Dixie if I can have all of my pizza crust on Pizza Friday forever. Hank and Dixie have finally caught on this month. They hope for pizza bones that much. We like pizza equally much.
I like when I can share my likes with someone who likes my like just as much. That excites me. I just share my like for pizza, though. Not my pizza slice.
I like good remix skills. And how confident he is remixing music people are sentimentally connected to, I recognize that. His confidence sounds like he remixes the oldie for himself first. Not for the ear of his audience. I noticed that skill immediately and I told myself #itoldyouso because someone made the comment I had been looking for and ready to “like” about his work in general, and he highlighted a trait I think makes a good dj good recognizable enough in that piece someone could make a comment about it.
I like talking about good music. I will even enjoy it more talking about it to myself. I got away from talking just to myself for a while but #imback! And it feels good to be back. I think I am better than ever at talking to myself, if I do say so myself.)
(June 18, 2022 Matt recognized the sound of the remix I was playing in the car this afternoon. He asked me, “Is this your YouTube guy?” So I could answer, “Yes.” That’s the stuff of #thatsmjdy You can recognize the style of his with just your ears; his style is clean. Matt thinks his remixes are good, too. #whenMattagreeswithme While I fluffed and scrunched out the crunch in my wavy hairstyle trial in the visor’s mirror https://youtu.be/N_11Ubg1sUg shuffled. His music has good time. It was a fun moment on this 
weekend.)
(September 29, 2022 I have been wondering if “Maxis Maximal” was DJ BodyAlive, and the answer arrived! 
I am happy to have found DJ BodyAlive when I did. And to know he got a glance of my hard-earning talent is nifty. I fractured my ribs because I was exercising to strengthen my abdominals for undulations. I may have not been doing something thrilling when I sustained the injury, but I was doing something I loved.)
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