Summer Reading

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

I just finished reading You Should Have Known by Jean Hanff Korelitz

I'm awful at book reviews so here is what the Washington Post had to say-

“You Should Have Known” is a flat-out compelling psychological suspense tale that reminds us that smart women (precisely because they’re blinkered by their own brainpower) sometimes can make the most foolish choices. Not only is Grace a sought-after couples therapist in Manhattan, but she’s the author of a forthcoming “very hot” self-help book also called “You Should Have Known.” When the novel begins, Grace is being interviewed by a reporter from Vogue; the “Today” show and “The View” are also on her publicity schedule. As she explains to the reporter, the argument of her book is that women should heed their doubts because once they pick the wrong man, no amount of therapy will fix the marriage. 

It was a great summer read- I stayed up way too late to finish.  Poor Morgan definitely got the stink eye from me after reading the book, as I sized him up, trying to unravel any dark, hidden secrets from his past.  I didn't find any other than a chronic forgetfulness when it comes to trash removal.

I just picked up The Language of Food: A Linguist Reads the Menu by Dan Jurafsky from the library and I am enthralled.  As a word-nerd and a food-lover, the combination of the two seasoned with a sizable amount of history and statistics?  Be still my beating heart.  It is fascinating.

Finally, I have 9 hours left (out of thirty-six total) in my audio book version of Greg Iles' latest, The Bone Tree.  I highly recommend Iles' books for all- great literary thrillers, mostly set in the South.  The Quiet Game, the first novel with Penn Cage as the protagonist, is an excellent place to begin.  

Anyway, The Bone Tree is keeping me busy- tonight I have cleaned my house, done lots of laundry, made dinner for a friend whose daughter was in a serious car accident, and cleaned the kitchen, just to listen to more of my book.  I'm all about that spoonful of sugar to help my medicine go down, friends.

Now, I'm ready for some suggestions as my stack is dwindling, as is the remaining hours on my audio book.  I read everything, so load me up!

Of Note, of late

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

I was just chastised about my lack of updates by a family friend who is in town visiting my parents.  Sorry, Joyce! I'm getting back at it!

This tonsillectomy thing really took it out of me.  I will do a comprehensive toddler-tonsillectomy post later for those who are interested, or pre-procedure googlers such as myself.  Spoiler- it ain't a great two weeks after the surgery.  But my girl is back to herself as of Tuesday, and I am cautiously beginning to breathe easier.  As is she- the quietness of her sleep compared to the gasping/snoring/wheezing of pre-tonsillectomy is amazing.  Now I just need her sore throat to completely dissipate, so we can both get some sleep.

Luckily, after a week of playing nursemaid, when I was at my complete breaking point (poor little girl got a spanking in the roses in front of Chick-fil-a after she tried to do a runner into the busiest street in town- hydrocodeine is not my child's friend), I got to jump in the car with some girlfriends and head to the beach!

 It was a glorious Mother's Day weekend- I could not have asked for a better trip.  Major props to Morgan for holding down the insane asylum while I was gone- a tougher proposition that I had anticipated when DH wasn't well enough to go to school on Thursday or Friday.  Also, major thanks to my sister-in-law and niece for coming in from Charlotte to visit (aka lend Morgan a hand).  And, of course, to my own mama, for checking in on things, and helping with my wild little boy while Morgan administered to the pitiful patient and vice versa.

Although actual Mother's Day was pretty rough- i.e. immediate meltdown the moment I walked in the door, by Monday my girl had recovered enough to pick me some flowers.  By flowers I mean all the petals off my petunias on the front porch. Ha!  "Happy Mudder's Day, Mommy!", indeed.
Please note that she is sporting a ninja turtle shell.  Essential for all your gardening duties.  Getting back to normal around here!
We even hit up the zoo today!  It was a blast, although based on the recurring DH meltdowns starting around 4 this afternoon, I might have pushed my luck.

I have a delicious baked fish recipe for y'all coming, as well as some book reviews later this week.  Time for me to eat a brownie, pour a glass of milk, and curl up with a book!  Joyce, I hope you enjoy this post greatly!  HA!


Monday, May 4, 2015

Eating: A snack plate for lunch.  I'm planning on enjoying it whole-heartedly. Cured meat is truly the way to my heart.  Let's hope all the nitrates/fat/whatever don't linger in my heart/arteries/wherever.

Drinking- this fabulous Kroger find.
Same nutritional stats as La Croix, if you are interested.  So refreshing.

Wishing: I was out and about in a cute dress, and drinking said beverage-find with a splash of gin.

Feeling: frustrated with a work project, and with my little patient.  I'm not good at couch-sitting.  Napping, yes.  Couch-sitting, no.

Dreaming: about this amazing pizza-  (don't mind the plastic grasshopper in the background #foodstyling).

Here's the description:
Our house-made dough is hand stretched and tossed and then covered as a base with Holly's house-made Cauliflower Hummus mixed with Holly's house-made Tahini Vinaigrette. Then we lay on Holly's House made Lamb Meatballs - with thyme and mint mixed in them. A sprinkling of diced tomatoes and onion are added, with a helping of Bulgarian feta cheese right before its fed into our 750 degree wood fired oven.
When this beauty comes out of our oven it's then topped with Arugula, that has been hand tossed with Holly's Tahini Vinaigrette and then the whole thing is topped with Cruze Farm Ricotta Cheese Crumbles.
Thank you Hard Knox Pizza and Holly Hambright for making my Sunday evening extremely tasty.  I could eat a vat of that Tahini Vinaigrette.

Regretting: that I don't order some trashy British potboiler to enjoy during the aforementioned couch-sitting.

Hoping: I don't look like a dork in my new hat snagged at Cost Plus World Market.

At least I will look easy-breezy in my new kaftan.  On sale now, so go get one!
Whelp, back to my pitiful little patient.  The amount of screen time she has had during this recovery seems like a recipe for ADD for sure, but maybe it doesn't count if the watcher is on drugs?  Let's hope!

With apologies to Katie for stealing one of her formats, and not doing it nearly as well.