{"id":102,"date":"2004-05-23T22:26:57","date_gmt":"2004-05-24T03:26:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nachzen.net:8080\/?p=102"},"modified":"2004-05-23T23:18:39","modified_gmt":"2004-05-24T04:18:39","slug":"old-e-mail","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/?p=102","title":{"rendered":"Old E-Mail"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Excerpts from email written in 1995 or 1996 by Joanna.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Benjamin wanted to write a secret message in white icing between two<br \/>\nof the layers, so I made him make some cream cheese icing.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>Someone just rapped at my window.  I pulled back the<br \/>\npartially closed curtain to reveal Nathan peering at me from the other side<br \/>\nof the glass.  This might not seem odd, except that my room is on the second<br \/>\nfloor.  &#8220;You gonna elope with someone tonight?&#8221; he asked.  I pulled back the<br \/>\ncurtain further.  He was standing on a ladder leaning against the side of the<br \/>\nhouse.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>I was talking to Paul on Thursday about my anxieties about the future, etc.  After going through the different possibilities, I said. &#8220;And then maybe I&#8217;ll just meet this really great guy, get married, and become a wife and mother.&#8221;  He lifted an eyebrow and replied, &#8220;It would take an incredibly wonderful guy&#8230; to put up with someone like you.&#8221; <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I&#8217;d also like to take the opportunity to (maybe, if it&#8217;s possible) embarass Ben.  Here&#8217;s what&#8217;s probably his <a href=\"http:\/\/web.archive.org\/web\/19990221230351\/www2.acan.net\/~maf00264\/\">first webpage<\/a>.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>In other news, our once blue house got painted &#8220;taupe&#8221; today.  It&#8217;s just<br \/>\nkinda tan really.  Looks okay.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Joanna adds commentary.  &#8220;Every house that we&#8217;ve ever moved into has been yellow, and Dad has painted it blue.  Until we moved into a house that was already blue, and he painted it taupe.  And every kitchen we&#8217;ve ever had has been green, and he&#8217;s wall-papered it blue.  Until we moved into a kitchen that was blue, and he wall-papered it green.&#8221;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Afterward, mom and I were the only ones left in the living room.  She<br \/>\nsaid, &#8220;So tell me about Berck.  There aren&#8217;t very many people you&#8217;d get<br \/>\nup before 8 on a Saturday morning after 3 hours of sleep the night before<br \/>\nto drive an hour and a half to go see.&#8221;  I nodded as my sun burned face<br \/>\nturned even redder.  I told her about walking 7 miles and debating about<br \/>\nDNA and stars.  &#8220;Does he have a crush on you?&#8221; she asked.<br \/>\n&#8220;Yeah.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Ah.  What do you do about it?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Tell him to forget it.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Be sure to deal with him gently but firmly.&#8221;<br \/>\nI nodded.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Excerpts from email written in 1995 or 1996 by Joanna. Benjamin wanted to write a secret message in white icing between two of the layers, so I made him make some cream cheese icing. Someone just rapped at my window. I pulled back the partially closed curtain to reveal Nathan peering at me from the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-102","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bloggishness"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=102"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=102"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=102"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nachzen.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=102"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}