What a cute book to send kids off to sleep!
The illustrations are wonderful and the suggestions for sweet dreams are such a great way to read kids to sleep.
I highly recommend this book!
Wow! What a ride! This kept me guessing the whole time. Just when I thought I knew what was going on, I was proven wrong.
The author did a wonderful in her research and the emotions ran high throughout this book. Up until the end, I was guessing the ending. I hope to read more of her books and I hope they are just as amazing!
Pink is having a hard time figuring out what she is. She starts to think she isn’t a color because she doesn’t fit in the rainbow. She does a lot of searching before she realizes that she’s important.
The illustrations are cute and go well with the story.
Today, August 9, 2022, is National Book Lovers Day.
We celebrate today by picking up a book and reading it. Or listening to an audiobook. Or picking up your eReader. I suppose even writing would be counted as loving a book?
Enjoy which ever way you decide to celebrate today.
I got up early, because that is what I do. I gathered up the books I want to read today. I made a pile and brought everything out to where my laptop was sitting. I went back into the bedroom and started to put on my contacts. Something distracted me and I found myself in the kitchen making coffee. I realized that I had only put one contact in. I wandered back into the bedroom and fixed that.
I did my laundry and realized that the washer was washing everything on hot. Great. Maintenance came by to find that when the washer was installed, they switched the hoses. The next loads should be better, I hope.
I started reading several books. One was for my bookclub meeting for Monday. Others had other due dates. Because I read multiple books, this wasn’t a big deal. Every little bit helps get me to my goal.
The weather was cold, so I put off my trip to the pool until it warmed up at 4pm. I sat in the hot tub for about twenty minutes and then headed back for dinner.
I didn’t really get much accomplished, but it’s vacation, right?
Here’s the continuation from Some Time Away – The Days Before Departure.
As I sat in traffic, I was making phone calls. A friend was checking on me to see what I would be doing while I was away. I made a list. He laughed because I had a list for my quiet time, and it was supposed to be relaxing time. The things on the list were relaxing, but there were a lot of things planned. I had three bins of books packed because I couldn’t decide what to read since nothing was technically assigned. I plan on swimming daily. I want to watch season two of Only Murderers in the Building. Most importantly, I needed to finish that last paper and submit it by midnight.
As I am driving, I note that the deadline for submitting the 2500-word paper had come and gone. Thankfully, I had stopped to get it in. The GPS said I would be arriving at the condo at around 7:15 pm. Plenty of time to get the 1600-word paper written and submitted, since it was almost done. I was just crawling along in traffic, but I felt ok about it. I ended up pulling over to get some caffeine, since I didn’t know how long traffic would last. It ended up being a good decision since I ended up on a frontage road and bypassed a lot of the traffic. The GPS still said the same arrival time, but at least I was moving!
I got to the condo and unpacked the car with help from my mom. I threw everything into my room and pulled out the laptop. I started writing and then realized that I didn’t change the font type on the 2500-word paper, even thought I was supposed to! Oh, no! At this point, it would be considered late if I resubmitted. I decided that I would have points taken off, either way, and that there might be fewer points off for the font than for tardiness? 50/50. Done is better than perfect, I suppose.
I finished the paper right around 8pm and submitted with plenty of time to spare. I settled down to eat and relax. I unpacked and got ready to go to bed. I was running around a bit, so I didn’t hear my phone ring. My older daughter called around 11pm. I tried to call her back, but she had already called my mom. Her car broke down on the way to pick up my younger daughter from the concert. She had Molly, the dog, with her, so she was trying to figure out what to do.
I ended up talking to her, and it looks like she had something crack or come loose in the cooling system of the car. I told her to have it towed, but the mechanic wouldn’t open until morning. She was working on getting my younger daughter to her, so at least she wouldn’t be alone, with the dog. She couldn’t take the dog in the tow truck, so we were trying to figure out how to do this. I suggested that my youngest go home in Uber and get her car and go back and get the dog. $60 and over an hour wait for the Uber. Suddenly, my mom suggested a cousin who has dogs and lived nearby. Yes, the cousin would come! The tow truck would be at least 2 hours, though. How would we do this? Someone pulled out of a parking spot right in front of the girls. They put the car into the spot and decided to wait until morning for the tow. The cousin arrived and took the girls and the dog home. She and Molly fell in love with each other, according to my daughter.
Everyone was safe, so now I have to figure out how to pay for repairs once the kids get to a place where we know what’s wrong with the car. It has to be towed still, then diagnosed, then I have time to figure out how to get money to the mechanic. We also have to figure out how to get the turtle fed with no car. She can walk or get a ride from her sister, but she’s solo after Monday morning. We’ll see. Hopefully the car is a quick fix.
Not really a great start to a relaxing time away.
I had planned to take the weeks between semesters off. It ended up being just over 2 weeks. I had the shift covered for all of that time, and then I planned what I would do. I decided that I would go to the condo and just relax and hang out poolside for the first week and a couple of days. I would be away from home for 11 days. I just had to get through my final papers and pack. I had been throwing things into bags and boxes all week, so I had most of my items gathered, but not packed well. My swimsuit and toiletry bags were already in the car, since I had them ready for gym trips. There’s a washer and dryer at the condo, so it’s easy packing, but I made a list, anyway.
The day before I was scheduled to leave, I had planned to write 2 papers. One final research paper for each of the classes I was taking during summer semester. One was 2500 words, the other was 1600 words. Most of the 1600 word paper had been written over the weekend, and it just needed another hour or two to complete. The 2500 word paper needed a lot more research and to be written. Both due Friday. The 1600 word paper due at midnight. The 2500 word due at 6pm. Difficult, but not impossible. I would head home after my class that day and crank them out.
Toward the end of the very last afternoon class, I got a text from a friend who never asks for help. He needed help. He was admitted to the hospital and his family was across the country. His turtle was loose and needed to be fed, and so did his fish. I knew that I would be away, so I dropped by the hospital, tied up his loose ends, and told my daughter that she’d be turtle sitting while he was in the hospital. I had them start texting each other so that I would not have to play middleman. All settled.
I got home late because of the unplanned outing. I worked on the 2500 word paper, using part of that week’s bookclub meeting to get started. By the time bookclub was over, I had only 300 words written. This was not going well. I had a friend checking on me, since he knew bedtime for me was usually at 9 on work nights. I was updating my word count periodically. He was cheering me on. I needed that. At almost midnight, my mom came to check on me. I had 2300 words written and was going back and adding quotes. This was doable! I finished up and submitted the paper just before 1am. Well before the deadline. I went to bed and woke up 3 hours later. I looked at the directions and found that I forgot to put in one line of required information, and that I was supposed to change the font type to Times New Roman. I pulled the paper from the submission page and told myself I would deal with it after work.
I got up and went to work. I was originally planning on leaving directly from work, but because I hadn’t packed the car yet, I would have to go home before heading out to the condo. That’s fine. It isn’t really out of the way.
I got a text from my mom while I was at work. She wanted to know where my friend’s keys were since he wanted something from his house. I’m at work. My daughter has the keys. I can’t really do much about this from work. Long story short, I would have to come home, move a car so it wouldn’t be on the street for street cleaning, get my stuff, drop my friend’s stuff off at the hospital, go to the sourdough shop for mom and my daughter, pick up my daughter’s prescriptions, get gas, and have lunch before heading to the condo. At least I didn’t need to be at the condo at a certain time, because there was a large concert going on near home, and I had to pass traffic for it on my way out of town.
I got home. I got the car mostly packed. I realized that it was getting late and I needed to fix my paper and resubmit it. I got it sent off and I did a little bit of the 1600 word paper, since I had the laptop out. I got it to the point where I knew I had only about a half hour left of it. It wasn’t due until midnight, and it was only 3pm at this point. I was going to hit traffic no matter what.
I headed out to the hospital. My friend was asleep when I got there. I tried to drop off the stuff and leave, but he woke up. I chatted for a few minutes and ran off. He knew I was headed out of town. I stopped to get gas and went to the post office to pick up mail. It wasn’t on my list, but it was near the sourdough place, so I figured I might as well get it done. I got the bread and called my daughter to ask her to make me lunch, since I forgot about it when I was home. I would trade her the bread for the lunch. I wandered off to the pharmacy and there was only one person in line in front of me. Thankfully.
I ran home, used the bathroom, traded the bread for my lunch, was given something to mail and headed on my way! I got about a half mile from home and stopped. Concert traffic. But, I was on my way! 4 hours late, but one paper was submitted and I was moving in the right direction.
To be continued…
This is a story with wonderful illustrations that teaches children to listen and make good choices.
I had a little trouble with it, imagining what would happen to Daisy because she didn’t listen. I can see a child having trouble with this at bedtime, thinking about consequences.
I loved the visualization of the flying rat, which is used as a description of a pigeon. The pigeon takes offense in this book, but it is still used.
It was a cute book with fun illustrations. It would make a good bedtime story for an older child.
Medieval historical fiction seems like a rather specific genre. I understand that there are a lot of fiction books about this time period, but I haven’t read many of them.
The above linked article lists several good ones, but I haven’t read any of these. Some sound interesting, though. I think it’s worth it to take a peek at the list.