I'm a book buying junkie who buys books faster than I can read them. But what better way is there to live than surrounded by books?! I read as much as I can and I do my best to give coherent reviews...which doesn't always happen. I enjoy many genres, which is likely the reason I struggle with deciding my next read.
This is the state of my backyard. After driving about two hours (thanks Mother Nature) to get back from a not-so-great appointment with our financial adviser.
And the pregnant stray cat the we feed who lives in the yard is nowhere to be found. And we've found her a foster home, it's just a matter of getting her into a carrier and dropping her off. The weather has not cooperated for two days. I'm fearful she'll have the kittens before we can get her to her new home.
I've been trying so hard to keep a positive these last few months and it's like I'm getting the double flip-off from life at every turn. I literally just give up. I will sit in my room with this miserable boot on so I stop getting yelled at everytime I take it off for a breather, and just wait for the universe to get done dumping on me.
It's 4:00am and I just woke up from a dream with my dad in it. Today would have been his birthday. I think Leeloo had a sixth sense about it, because not only did she insist on being in my room last night, she laid on top of me the moment she got in here. She's like a anchor weighing me down and keeping me from trying to get up and move around, because, oh yeah, I broke my ankle again! She's literally lying on my stomach, purring in her sleep and the sound is so comforting.
Dad's only been gone a little over a year, but it seems like yesterday and so much longer both at the same time. I'd give anything to have been able to call him yesterday and tell him that, "I done done it again!" And he'd chuckle and tell me he had no clue how I got to be so clumsy.
In the dream his hair was grayer than I remember, but he was thinner, walking and laughing. Maybe it was just his way to let me know that he's where he belongs. I hear you dad, but I still miss you.
So today the hubby and I are celebrating 25 years as a couple (13 married). This is what I gave myself as a gift.
And some of you know I had surgery on my foot in December. It's better, but not fully healed and now I have a broken ankle on the same side. The same ankle I broke several years ago. And to add insult to injury, I broke it on the same patch of asphalt that I broke it the last time. Flat asphalt!!!
I'm a natural born klutz, but this is just ridiculous! Gonna need to be wrapped in bubble wrap before leaving the house from now on. And probably a helmet. So I have another six weeks of relying on my kids to care for me and do things around the house. And I now get to see two doctors at the office, one for the foot and one for the ankle.
What is my life?!
Oh and I got the bathroom clean, but not my room. It'll be six weeks before I can do it. UGH!
... Two days ago I had brilliant writing ideas...I have written exactly none of them down. My birthday just passed and for the first time EVER, I actually feel old. Didn't feel old on the days leading up, or the day, or even the days after. But today... Today I feel ancient.
I'm in an Olympic haze. One of the things I love about the winter olympics is that it always falls around my birthday. Winter is my favorite season, and I love so many of the winter sports in the games. I feel such happiness for the medalists, sadness for those who came up short. Not just for my country; I cheer and weep for every athlete from every nation. I think this year as been too much. I've watched too much and have gotten too emotionally invested in the athletes' stories. I'm exhausted! And two olympics later, I'm still salty about my boy Apolo retiring. Shorttrack speedskating is by far my favorite event. I mean it's NASCAR on ice; what's not to love?! However; shorttrack just isn't the same without the great one. Sorry JR and Maame, you're both brilliant, but you're not Apolo.
And to add insult to injury, my boy Junior retired and watching Daytona tomorrow just won't be the same. Sorry Truex, you'll always by my (practically) hometown boy, but Junior will always be my driver.
Ugh today sucks. I guess I should just go clean my bathroom and then my bedroom.
Ugh! The angst in this story has increased tenfold from the last one. Another good read, even if the angst was a lot heavy. Joanna, Windhawk and Tag's stories have continued with some cameos by old enemies and the emergence of new ones. As usual, all of the drama could have been avoided if the two lovebirds had just communicated! Instead they chose to believe the lies of others rather than confront their significant other for the truth. The relationship swam to the very edge of toxicity and at one point even I was like enough already just break up or get back together; this awful in between place is too much!
In the end, we always get the happy ending and the beginning of new love, but for these characters, the story isn't finished. Their ongoing adventures continue in the next book.
This is a re-re-re-read for me. I've been in the mood for historical romance lately, particularly America historical romance. I don't know what any current authors are writing and all my old-school favs seem to have comoletely changed up their style. It's always good to go back to what you know.
This was an oldie, but a goodie. I love to story of Joanna, Tag, and Windhawk. You feel so bad for the siblings having lost their mother and to be set up by greedy, no-good relatives. Having to flee their home and wealth just to preserve their lives. And to go through the arduous task of travelling by wagon train to get to their father, only to be set upon by a murderous chief and his reluctant warriors. The siblings are separated and both thinking the other is dead. Joanna falling in love with the mad she believed was responsible for her brother's death, and poor Tag taken captive by the man who murdered his sister.
This story has everything. Betrayal, escapes, fighting, kidnapping, rescue, revenge, death, love, miscommunication, angst, reconciliation. It's no wonder Savage Seasons is one of my favorite romance series!
So I took some advice and installed Book Catalogue and I've begun the very long and time consuming process of scanning all of my books. But Leeloo has decided to hold up the works. *sigh* Gotta love cats and their lay-where-i-want attitudes.
So I've done a little updating to my room & shelves. Got a new cover for the chair since the cats won't stay out of it, and I got some socks for the legs and my desk legs. They're cat peet! ...I mean feet, we say everything weird in my family. But are they not the cutest?!
And my hubby & kids spoiled me with some Funkos this year. My ranger collection is finally complete, and Lilo finally has her stitch.
So while trying to find another program to use for organizing my library, I decided to go through my library on LibraryThing by tags and author just to make sure things were tagged and categorized properly and to make sure I had the right version of the book listed, etc. Well I found quite a few books in the wrong category and tagged wrong, but worse that that, there were a crap-ton missing. I don't know if they were missing from my Goodreads library when I transferred it over, or if they went missing during the transfer, or if the site is glitchy or some combination of all of it. Either way I'm a little irritated. I feel like I have to find an app that I can used to scan the bar codes and go through all my shelves book by book. Not to mention all of my ebooks. *sigh*
I feel like LibraryThing is unreliable now. I'm still going to use it, but I have to find something else in order to keep track of my library. And I tried libib but that didn't even transfer over my entire library, and what it did transfer over wasn't always correct. Maybe if I delete the whole thing and just scan the books individually using the libib app it will work better. I don't know, I'm frustrated and no matter what I do it will be ridiculously time consuming. I cringe to think of how jacked up my booklikes library actually is.
Anyone have similar issues? Advice? Suggestions? Just wanna commiserate with me?
This was not at all what I expected. I was in the mood for a historical Indian romance, but I never expected ghosts, curses and time travel! I just opened up a book with a title that sounded interesting and this is what I got. The story was surprisingly interesting. A man is betrayed and killed for a crime he didn't commit so he put a curse on the people who killed him and their land. And boy did the curse ever stick! Fast-forward 125 years to a woman who was recently widowed by a descendant of the cursed family, and she has now come into ownership of the very cursed ranch.
Somehow, after having haunted the place since his death 125 years prior, he finally meets someone who can see him. After accepting the fact that she has a ghosting haunting her ranch, the two become friends. She, Kathy, convinces him, Dalton, to tell her about his life so that she can write it all down. Between spending time doing that and rebuilding the ranch, they fall in love and inexplicably get sent back to his time to right the wrongs done him and to take care of unfinished business.
I enjoyed the story even with all the modern-day mixed into it. I never thought I would enjoy a time travel historical romance, but this pleasantly surprised me. It was a sweet tale with a happy ending.
..Who am I trying to kid, I know I have a problem! I just added a book to my library that has been sitting in a pile of books I bought before the holidays, only... I DON'T REMEMBER BUYING IT!!!!
Clearly I did, because it's in my pile and no one else bought it for me. But I honestly have no memory of even reading a description of this book yet here it is in my collection.
This is bad. I know I'm not going to stick to my buying ban, but I'm going to have to come up with some rules to keep me from buying so many books that I don't even know what I'm buying.
Does anyone else have his problem?
I epically failed my 2017 reading challenge for so many reasons, but I'm not going to list excuses. I failed, that's all there is to it. My yearly goal is always 52 books--one per week-- and I plan to stick to that goal. However, I'm only setting aside about half of that for the Beat The Back List Challenge, which I am going to make an attempt at again this year. I'm also going to do a Banned Books Challenge (which I also failed at this year). And as always I'm sure my lists will overlap. I'm looking forward to participating (and doing better than 2017.) Some of the books on this year's lists are hold-overs from the 2017 list, and as 2017 isn't officially over, hopefully I won't have to edit the lists too much... Or hopefully I will? I don't know. My lists are below:
As I'm updating my library, I realize I didn't post my Christmas books.
A gift from my adorable little nieces:
Hubby really spoiled me this year!!
I'm so excited to get some reading in!!!
How many people, who ran away from goodreads because of the insanity, still utilize it? I'm mostly curious because I did like they way I was able to organize my library there. Does anyone still have an account just for that? I just don't know if I can go back even for that. Does anyone else use different sites/apps for library organization? I'm also interested in learning what experiences others have had with that site.
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Everything went really well. They only sedated me with a 'twilight' so I woke up twice during the procedure. The first time I was fine, then gave me more and I knocked back out. They second time, I could hear what was going on and I started to panic. My heart rate elevated and the nurse had to ask if I was all right to which I replied, "I think I'm starting to panic," so they gave me more meds. The next time I woke I was in recovery. If you've ever been under sedation, you know how weird it can make you feel. I was extra emotional. I was near to tears because I wanted to see my hubby who is driving home from Massachusetts. The snow is so bad that he won't make it home until tomorrow. But I'd rather him take longer and get home safe. But I got to see my oldest daughter's lovely face (which is my face, lol) so that helped.
I'm home resting now. My kids are taking care of me. I'm still numb, so there's no pain yet, but I've got meds to keep it in check. I have crutches and can put a tiny bit of weight on my heel, they basically told me to stay home and relax all weekend (which I had already planned.) I go for a post-op appointment next week so I can give an update on my healing is progressing then. I just can't wait to have no pain when I walk! And I have some awesome new books (and chocolate) to keep me busy while I recover.
So, I've been having issues with the new job. One manager in particular, whom everyone in the place hates, has been giving me trouble with my schedule. Now I found out I have to resign. I have to have surgery on my foot and because I haven't passed my probationary period, they cannot approve a leave of absence. Because of the reason for my resignation, I will be able to reapply once I'm ready to go back to work.
So happy because I'll finally get my foot taken care of, I'll be home for Christmas, and I don't have to deal with this manager during the worst time of year for me. (Not a fan of Christmas and I suffer from seasonal depression.) Sad, because other than a few things, I kinda liked the job (and I'll miss the paycheck for the 6-weeks I'll be out.) Mad because I still have to deal with the scheduling issues for the weeks I have left. And if I can't get them resolved, I won't be leaving on good terms, and I won't be able to reapply.
Oh well, not gonna stress. What happens, happens and I'll just keep it moving.
So it only took me forever, but not because the book was bad (obviously). I'm just a slacker.
I don't know what to say about it other than it is another gem from the master, Stephen King. It was well written and had the right amount of creepiness, horror and humor.
There are some triggering scenes with animal abuse that were discomforting to me.
And am I the only one who felt bad for It in the end? I think it was the mom in me feeling a little softhearted as It begged for it's life and for the life of it's progeny. But, of course, I know It couldn't be left to survive, nor could it's young. But for a brief moment, I felt It's pain; the need to save itself and it's children.
All in all, it was quite the roller-coaster ride.