I am thankful for the weekends. I think God created weekends because He knew how frenetic life was going to be when things turned “modern”. I wonder if He sits up in heaven shaking His holy head at his children running around like crazy and tut-tutting that we should all slow down.
Today was lovely and quiet and sunny. Did I go out in the sun? Not really. I went out this morning to post a letter to my Duckie and a little gift to one of my church babies who has moved to Canada. I went to pick up my prescription and went home. Everything else was easy and quiet and relaxed.
I painted my nails today. It was one of those fashionable gray shades and surprisingly, I LOVED IT. It was a little frustrating because my hand started hurting. The reminder that my hands aren’t well yet marred some of my perfect Saturday but I pushed that out of my mind. Which reminds me, I need to wash my splints!
I managed to catch up on some reading. I’m desperate to finish my Rosamund Lipton book and I can’t seem to read fast enough! One thing I am pleased about is that I managed to read more of the Bible today, which was a goal.
I feel so blessed today. I am thankful for the quiet days.
I’ve read Rosamund Lupton’s book Sister and I loved it. It was a book that I loved reading…the story was a little macabre in the sense that it was set after the death of the main character’s sister. But it described a wonderfully loving relationship of two very different individuals bound together by biology: sisters. So when I saw a new book with the name Rosamund Lupton, I bought it, even after I’d vowed to not buy another traditional book (I’d been bitten by the Kindle bug, as you may well know!).
I love the way Rosamund Lupton writes. It’s written in a style that makes you think she’s right there, speaking to you, telling you her story. I’ve only read a few pages of it (I went to Warwick today to do a site visit and took the copy I’d bought with me as my Kindle was running low on batteries). I’m already looking forward to going to bed so that I can start reading it again!
There’s something going around on Facebook for National Book Week. Am not sure when National Book week was, sadly. I think it was last week. Ah well, my motto is, better late than never.
Anyway, the instructions were to grab the nearest book, go to page 56 and copy the fifth sentence as your status.
I salute, twice, and hope there’s a magpie watching.
I thought it’d be more interesting to do this on the blog. Would any of you care to guess what this book is? Who the author is? 🙂
Topic 199 suggested choosing the 5 most important books I’ve read. Being a reader, this was not going to be an easy task because I was raised to read…and read a lot.
- The Bible – I grew up reading the Bible. I grew up in church, I grew up going to Sunday School and Daily Vacation Church School, so naturally I grew up knowing how important the Bible was to my growth in faith. It is my comfort when I need reassurance, it is my rule book when I need reining in, it is strength when my faith wanes.
- Are You There God, It’s Me Margaret by Judy Blume – I loved this book. I started reading this book when I was 10. I felt so connected to this book. Margaret was 11 (she was a year older than me at the time, but hey, what’s 12 months eh?), Margaret’s mother was Christian (mine too!) and her father was Jewish (yes, my dad is Jewish, he’s Filipino but he converted to Judaism when he lived in Israel; you could say there’s something about those kibbutzes!). It was a book that I read over and over and over again. It helped me that I wasn’t the only one with conflicting thoughts and it reassured me that I wasn’t a weirdo.
- Little Women by Louisa May Alcott – it made me love my little sissypooes more and made me understand my mother’s relationship with her sisters. I used to wonder what it was like to be rich, and there would be times when I wondered why there were things we had to do without. But after reading about the March girls, being able to enjoy things sometimes and do without things sometimes wasn’t bad after all!
- Julie & Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously by Julie Powell – when my desire to blog was waning and my cooking was uninspired, this book gave me the boost that I needed. It helped reignite my love of writing (even if people didn’t read my blog, I still really wanted to put my thoughts out there) and it helped me look at cooking differently. Even if Julie Powell never reads my blog, I owe her a lot. She helped me shake off the inertia.
- Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert – I read this book at a difficult time in my life. It helped me start my soul-searching and it helped me strengthen my resolve to do what had to be done and to choose the path I wanted to take. I gave my friends copies of this book (a la Julia Roberts) because it was such a powerful book for me. I thought it was necessary to share.
I am and will always be a fan girl. After the trial that was the weekend (I had a humdinger of a migraine!), I opened my email to find that I had a comment on my blog about the book I reviewed…from the author! Joanna Briscoe found my review on Google and she came and paid my bloggie a visit (yes, I’m cooing and gushing like the fan girl that I am!)!!!
Oh wow! What a way to start my Monday morning! 😀
After reading the books, listening to the audio tapes and watching the movies, I can’t believe we’ve finally reached the end of the phenomenon that is Harry Potter. I’m sure it’s even tougher for the people who worked on the films and became a family because of it. 10 years of working with the same individuals is pretty much like developing a family. While J.K. Rowling might have turned into this billionaire (with a heart of gold, I might add), she gave the world an amazing set of 7 books, an escape to a world like the rest of us normal individuals have never imagined (well, maybe some of us did, but those of us who did never put pen to paper, now did they?). I think because the books were here baby, I think it was harder to finally write the end of the book.
I’m not going to watch the last installment of Harry Potter as soon as it comes out. I think subconsciously it’s to postpone the inevitable…but postpone it, I will! My excuse is that if I watch it with everyone else rushing to see it, the cinema will be noisy filled with kids oooohing and aaaahing over the film (I really am becoming ornery in my old age!) and I won’t be able to enjoy the film as much (and I want to savour it really as it is the LAST of the Potter films!). So I am watching it a couple of weeks, maybe more, after the movie comes out in the cinemas.
As I watch the Harry Potter stars work their way on the red carpet in Trafalgar Square (as a true HP fan, I am glued to the live telecast of the premier on Sky!), I am torn between looking forward to watching how this all unfolds (of course I know how it ends, but I always look forward to seeing how they translate the book into a movie) and between not wanting it all to end!
So this was my book list a few months ago (inspired by a tweet from Daphne Oseña). I’ve been reading via my Kindle (my excuse, being the lazy cow that I am, is that carrying an actual book is heavy! Ha!) so I haven’t been doing much in the way of chipping away at my real book list (real book as opposed to e-books!).
You by Joanna Briscoe
- Deeper Than The Dead by Tami Hoag
- The Jewel of St Petersburg by Kate Furnivall
- A Little History Of The World by E.H. Gombrich
- The Particular Sadness Of Lemon Cake by Aimee Bender
- Committed by Elizabeth Gilbert
- My Last Duchess by Daisy Goodwin
- From Notting Hill With Love…Actually by Ali McNamara
- Wicked by Gregory McGuire
- The Book Of Tomorrow by Cecelia Ahern
So now, I’m hoping I can find another quiet weekend so that I can lie down and read another book. I’m trying to decide which one to read…might quite possibly be #5, The Particular Sadness Of Lemon Cake.
Wish me luck! 🙂