Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Last post was November? Wow.

Where have the last three months gone?

Likely I will work some revisionist history to fill in some reading gaps, but it is hard to believe that I find myself in the middle of February, finally taking a few moments to consider this thing I still call my blog.

Life is challenging.  It is still sweet, but it certainly requires effort and planning.

So many moving parts, so many ways to stretch, so much you don't realize you can do until you find yourself doing it.

We had a great family holiday in November down to Great Wolf Lodge and Seattle, some amazing side trips in December, like the Polar Express at the West Coast Heritage Railway, saw a play with mom, we cut down our family tree, already these celebrations seem like a long time ago.

We have also had this snow event that started on December 5th and really is only now starting to relent. I never thought I would get tired of snow.  I have.  Our west coast snow wore out it's welcome before Christmas and is rapidly melting now under an onslaught of tropical rain. I am over this snow.  It was exciting, then troubling, and then it took out my dear husband in our driveway.  Concussions suck.  Especially for all the reasons you cannot see. That changed my relationship with our snow this year.  Carving away the snow angel in our driveway, gulping away tears.  Yeah.  Snow doesn't seem so much fun in those moments.

West coasters also don't know how to drive in snow.  So driving down the "hill" was interesting.  We don't seem to get it right for calling snow days... either they are anticlimactic, or when they do get called, it is well past the point of safety and you have to get around the folks that are scared shitless and the wankers that think they can drive the same in the snow as they do every other day.  Makes for some great commutes.

It is hard to make time, take time, carve it out for all the things you want to accomplish in a day.

I am trying really hard to find some balance - watch some good shows, finish some baby blankets, organize our house a little better, god forbid get some exercise...   Let's see if some good intentions can get at least some book posts done.

Friday, November 4, 2016

Those pesky humans.

Loved it.

“And I knew the point of love right then.
The point of love was to help you survive.
The point was also to forget meaning. To stop looking and start living. The meaning was to hold the hand of someone you cared about and to live inside the present. Past and future were myths. The past was just the present that had died and the future would never exist anyway, because by the time we got to it the future would have turned into the present. The present was all there was.” 
― Matt HaigThe Humans

Sunday, October 30, 2016

So wonderfully different

Deliciously different.

This may be billed as YA, but I loved it.  Such a novel take on fairyland and adventures.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

A book 2 that was more enchanting than book 1???

I love these characters and the concepts are so wildly different.

From all the trilogies it seems I have read in the last few years, this is the best book 2 I have read in a long, long time.

Damn.  Now I have to wait for book 3.

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Four Londons, you say?

Fantasy has been such an enchanting genre for me this year.

Again, a truly novel surprise.

Friday, October 7, 2016

A book and a movie...

You know, I am randomly assigning dates to books I have read in the last few months in an attempt to at least track the books that have been impacting my psyche.

This was nice.

The movie was nice.. except for maybe the tree boobs that tried to squish one of our main characters.

Not as captivating as some of the YA fantasy I have been reading, but okay.  This doesn't quite sell you for this one, but it kind of feels like 13 year old girl stuff. Not in a bad way, just not as intriguing as most of the other stuff I have been reading.

Friday, September 30, 2016

Better than most

If you want a mystery, a bit darker, Tremblay is a talented writer.

Having read many of the popular fodder types in this genre, I think this is a step ahead and ultimately not as bleak of a novel compared against Gone Girl or Girl on the Train.

Although well written, I had a harder time getting in to this one .. however I think that is more due to the other types of books I am reading than this one itself.  Hopefully that distinction makes sense.  I am more on a fantasy kick and this one was just way out there compared to what I have been reading.