The above linked article talks about abandoning books that you aren’t enjoying. I totally agree. Read what you enjoy. Put down those that you don’t. Donate it or pass it to someone who might want to read it. Life is short.
I am guilty of all of these things, including referring to the library as my second home.
After work on Friday, I drove back up to the condo for the last weekend away. I crashed dinner with my mom and her cousins and a friend. I ordered something I normally don’t, lamb shank, and ate half, and brought the other half back for lunch the next day.
On Saturday morning, I spent time by the pool. See how crowded it was?
I spent time listening to a family yell at a girl who was about 8 years old. They were trying to teach her to dive. The kid was the only one with a valid point. “It’s too shallow. Diving isn’t allowed here.” The adults had the argument, “We’ve done the Iron Man. We know what we’re doing.” Well, 1) just because you’ve done it, doesn’t mean you can coach it and 2) I don’t recall a diving portion of the Iron Man.
What the shower would look like if I had none of my products in it.
The preseason football games were on Saturday evening, so my mom and her cousin and I did a puzzle while the cousin’s husband watched the game. It took us longer than we thought, so we had to work on it the next morning.
I couldn’t leave before I finished the puzzle.
I packed up the car and went home. I stopped at the grocery store to do meal prepping for breakfasts and lunches for the week. I also made dinner and cleaned up a bit.
I went to bed exhausted, with a long todo list for the week. I started it the moment I opened my eyes Monday morning.
It’ll be another year before I go back. It was a nice relaxing time, even though I didn’t get as much reading done as I thought I would.
I took another long weekend away to just be away from home and work. Just hanging out is nice.
We did have family and friends join us, too. It was nice to visit with them.
Reading by the pool. But not enough to finish the book by bookclub.Me suntanning again.
A glass of champagne to relax.
I actually cooked. There was a potato, too.
There has to be coffee for a day away.
My daughter insisted on going to a plant nursery on the way home. The videos are sideways, but you’ll figure it out.
I’ll have at least one more weekend away here. Maybe two before the summer is over.
I usually stay out of other people’s business. I don’t think having my nose in a book helps either way. I can still hear what’s going on around me. It’s just my choice if I decide to respond or not. If it’s interesting and not hurting anyone, sure, I’ll join in your conversation, uninvited.
This chair is designed so that you can easily read on the beach or out in the sun. I keep looking at it, wondering if it’s worth it. It would be really easy to get engrossed in a good book, or fall asleep reading a boring book, and end up with a sunburn. I think that I need to think about this for a while longer before I invest in one. It looks like a great idea, though.
I had tickets to the baseball game yesterday. Traditionally, my daughter and I go to the games for our birthdays. Unfortunately, today’s game wasn’t on her birthday, and it was a day game.
I took the day off and slept in a little. I did a little laundry and showered and dressed. We went to lunch at Public House before the game.
We found our way to our seats and settled in to watch the game. The people who have the seats behind us are a corporation. They usually use the seats for team building. Because it was a day game, they seem to have given the tickets to their moms. They kept looking at all the kids in our section. “Oh, isn’t she adorable?” “I would just die to have that hair!” Annoying, but not as bad as the usual people complaining about Bob, their manager.
The game was great. Several doubles and a grand slam hit. Unfortunately, they were by both teams.
My daughter had to be at work, so we left after the seventh inning stretch. The final score came through before we even got home. It was a quick game.
When we got home, my other daughter wanted me to take her out to eat. I was exhausted by the time we got home after dinner, so I wandered to find pjs and went to bed to read. All in all, it was a good day.
The library started a summer reading program for all ages. For every hour you read or listen to audiobooks, you get a point. When you get twenty points, then you turn in your papers for a totebag.
The paperwork isn’t very clear about how to fill it out. There are just 20 blank spots on the back. So, instead of filling out the hours, I am filling out the books that I have completed. I have done way more than the required 20 hours already, and I have until August 31. My paperwork shows that I have only completed 5 books since I signed up on June 19.
I may have to wander up there to talk to the librarians. I can probably convince them to give me my totebag already.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I started reading this without knowing who the author was. When he was talking about his parents at the beginning, I just kind of shrugged it off. Eventually, when he was talking about the movie his mom was in, I looked it up. At that point, I didn’t go back to reread the beginning, knowing who his parents were. I did start questioning how much was fact and how much was fiction, based on this knowledge.
I laughed out loud at much of this book. I went in with the thought that it was entertaining fiction, with bits of the truth in it. I know several people like the girls upstairs, and totally believed that they said a lot of what was documented in the book. I loved the book!
I was on my way to meet my daughter so we could wait together for her car to be finished. I called her and asked where she was. Bookstore. Did she want me to get her now, or after I grabbed lunch. “After lunch. I’m reading something.” Ok, then.So, I was weighing my lunch options. My phone rang. It was the shop. The car was ready. So, sorry, kiddo. Drop the book. We’re getting the car so we can move on to more fun things.
We got the car, she went home. I decided to go to Panera for lunch. I got my usual, French Onion soup with no croutons and Green Goddess Cobb with no tomatoes. They leave me alone there, and it’s not crowded, so I can read in peace.
As I was about to leave, I got a text from my daughter, who was already home. She needed Starbucks. So, I wandered off there, since it sounded good. I got one for my mom, too.I headed home to do the Monday night chores. Garbage, recycling, compost, litter box. All the fun things!
I finally got to relax a bit, and I got a helper.
Inky has most of my blankets, all of the cat beds, and my bag of library books. Good thing I have multiple books going, or I’d be annoyed. She was very comfortable, and then heard my daughter. She decided to go see what my daughter was doing, since it was more interesting than what I was doing – allowing her to nap.
My daughter asked me to cook dinner. When I got up, Inky stayed in place, since I never do anything interesting to a cat, apparently.
I was told exactly what to cook, and it took a while. I came back into my room, and found this.
Mini is on the other half of the blankets, watching my bag with my Kindle in it, and laying on the towel that I put out for the cats, to keep cat hair off the bed. At least she kinda follows instructions. She is lying next to Inky, so I don’t have room to get on my bed without moving a cat. I briefly considered vacuuming to move them quickly, but it wasn’t on today’s agenda.
At least it’s time to really relax now.