In April, I read a total of 14 books. Not bad, all things considered. I’ll take it.
The breakdown looks like this:
1 book from my stacks (From RJ’s really, since it was her book I read.)
2 were YA/middle grade (One was for the Cybils Challenge and one was for the Books to Movie Challenge.)
8 were non-fiction (Four of those were travel guides.)
I need to get busy with the Cybils, don’t I?
Well. I finally read 50 Shades of Grey. Y’all are right, it’s not a great work of literature. It’s also not a great work of erotica. In fact, it’s pretty bad all around.
But.
I’ve read worse. I’ve enjoyed worse. And, I kind of want to know what happens next. Gah.
I’m grouchy. Getting rid of my cleaning ladies will do that to me. I really like my cleaning ladies.
Unfortunately, we really need to spend less money and we’ve made so many cuts in so many other places… this is the only thing left to cut. Darn it.
Kind of fitting that we made the decision to do that and then immediately following that decision, we both had to clean up poop. Not that I’d have left anything like that for the cleaning ladies — I’m very conscientious about the messes I leave for them and the messes I clean up so they aren’t faced with them. Still, fitting. Very fitting.
I’m going to miss those cleaning ladies. I’m going to miss them a lot.
Blah. Hmph. Poop.
Skeeter really likes bugs. Bugs that crawl on the ground. She doesn’t like bugs that fly.
Flies and bees annoy her. She’s even a little scared of both of them. It’s kind of amusing to watch her cower in fear and confusion because there’s a fly buzzing around the window of the back door when she wants to go out.
It’s also pretty amusing to watch her dig a hole to try and get the non-flying bugs that she can smell down there in the ground. Because that is what she’s doing — she’s digging for bugs, not digging just to be digging.
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Last week, on Wednesday, I hit the six months mark. Six months of blogging at least once a day, every day.
SIX MONTHS.
Can I do it for another six months?
I’m gonna give it a shot.
Crazy though, if I stop to think about it. An entire year of blogging every day?
Wow, right?
It was the #Readathon today but we weren’t reading.
Instead, TW, the girls and I met my brother (yes, I have a brother) and Christine at Fox and Obel (one of my favorite places in Chicago) for lunch, a walk along the river and a visit to Michigan Ave.
I’m a big fan of the Tribune building and Tiffany’s and the Apple store, on Michigan Ave.
One surprise from today’s outing — there’s a dog park right across from Fox and Obel. Who knew?
Since Fox & Obel validates parking… and there’s a dog park… and I really like the riverwalk… maybe we’ll have to take Skeeter out for dinner in the city?
Earlier, I blogged about the Journal It! book and I thought I’d share links to the art journalers featured in the book. For any of you who might be interested but also so I’ll have a record of them in case I want to go find something on their sites later.
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The problem with reading a book about art journaling is dreaming about art journaling and waking up in the middle of the night disappointed that the spread you created was only a dream. (This might also be the sign of a good art journaling book.)
That’s what happened to me last night after reading Journal It right before bed.
All night long, dreams about my altered book and all of the pages I could create. I wish I could remember the designs (and the process and the materials) I used in my dreams because those were awesome pages…
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I couldn’t resist The Address Book. It looks like an address book. It feels like an address book. It’s also an interesting and kind of freaky idea…
You find an address book on the street. You look at it, see that the owner’s name, address, phone number are on the front and you’re going to return it. But first, you read it. And you copy names/phone numbers of everyone in it.
And then you contact those people to ask them to tell you about the person whose address book you found.
Fascinating and creepy and I couldn’t look away.
It ended early. And not the way I wanted it to end. So dissatisfying. I had such high hopes.
I also had a hard time remembering that the address book was found in the early 80s. Who carries around an address book now? To do this today, you’d have to find someone’s iPhone and copy all of the contacts and stuff. Totally different start to the project. (and even more creepy, hah.)
Two things… first, I have a ton of clutter (heh) and second, I love Laura from OrgJunkie. Meeting her in person at a BlogHer conference was a highlight of that year’s event.
So, when I realized Laura had a book, Clutter Rehab, I decided I needed to check it out.
It does have 101 tips, all of which make a lot of sense and none of which are new or unusual.
It’s a perfectly fine book but Laura’s blog is better. Just stick with her blog, it will serve you well and you will have one less book in your house when you’re uncluttering. Heh.