Books That Have Changed my Lifestyle

It's the weekend and life is good. We have a pretty busy weekend, but it's all fun stuff. My sister-in-law came in from Georgia for my daughter's birthday. As the first-born grandchild on both sides of our family, spoiled doesn't even begin to cover it. Flying across the country for the princess' birthday is, of course, expected. I don't mind a bit though because it gives us an excuse to see family. This morning, the baby, my SIL and I hit up the farmer's market. After coming out of my post-partum haze a couple of months ago, I finally got around to going to the St. Paul farmer's market on Saturday morning. Coming from a small town in Western North Carolina, I was shocked by the sheer size and selection of fruits and vegetables. Purple cabbage, buttercup squash, bags of spinach, stalks of Brussels sprouts, Romanesco broccoli, yellow watermelon, free-range chicken, duck eggs...it was a comestible rainbow. With a bit of planning ahead, I've been able to do about 90% of my grocery shopping Keep Reading

Kid Lit: What’s Hot from the Eyes of an 8-year-old

This is my first post on my new website. Yay! I hope you like it. Before moving to the topic of books, I would like to point out that navigating WordPress is more difficult than brain surgery. I should know, I was a brain surgeon in a former life. That's why I have such steady hands. After watching many YouTube videos, spending hours in front of my computer, and issuing many, many swear words I have decided that my blog looks slightly less than heinous and I'm ready to share it with the world wide web. I still have lots of tweaking left to do, but if I have to watch one more unhelpful video on featured images I'm going to scream. I realized it's time for my motto in life: good enough. Hopefully I'll get it looking the way I want in the near future and have a few more readers to boot. Alrighty, today I thought I'd take a moment and discuss kid lit, more commonly known as juvenile fiction. I realize that most people probably don't give a rat's behind about juvenile fiction, but it's a Keep Reading

A Man Called Ove: Post 1

I have returned! And I have a new book! It's been a while since my last blog post. We're going through the phase in baby-hood when ten to twenty minutes constitutes a nap. By the time 5:00 rolls around I realize I've spent my entire day rocking, changing, or feeding the baby and then frantically trying to start a load of laundry or empty the dishwasher during the ten minutes he's asleep. Well folks, after a few weeks of this I finally opened my eyes and said to myself, "Hey self, you're the adult! You're in charge here! That baby should do whatever you say because you're the boss!". And then the baby started crying and I instantly submitted to his will. All joking aside, I think he's starting to move out of this crazy, short-nap phase and develop some semblance of a schedule. Which means...time for a new blog post. Last month I finished Dark Matter by Blake Crouch, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Towards the end of that book, I chose A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman as my new Keep Reading