Wednesday - Day 10 of Summer Vacation

You can have finely crafted posts once a month, or I can just post stream-of-consciousness (a la James Joyce - HA!) slightly more often. I am opting for the second because, well, it's my blog.

I read Brunonia Barry's newest, The Map of True Places, over the past three days. It's a little disjointed, but the characters are nicely drawn and the main character, Zee Finch, is intensely sympathetic. I liked it more than The Lace Reader, but there are some characters from that novel that show up for cameos of sorts in this one, so that's fun.

I am laughing myself simple reading Jancee Dunn's Why is My Mother Getting a Tattoo? And Other Questions I Wish I Never Had to Ask I LOVED her But Enough About Me: A Jersey Girl's Unlikely Adventures Among the Absurdly Famous, but assumed it was a Jersey thing. Nope. This one is even funnier, and I may be a little bit in love with her family. Seriously, I thought I was going to wake the whole house up last night reading this.

I picked up Barbara Kingsolver's Lacuna from the library again; hope I am in the mood for it this time.

But, honestly, everyone I know seems to be having babies, so a lot of free time is taken up with whipping out baby gifts. It gives me a fine excuse to buy yarn but not a whole lot of time for reading.

And tonight I will be going to see "Eclipse," without knitting needles in hand. An unusual occurrence. But I must pay attention to sparkly vampires.

Lazy, hazy days of summer...

Oh, dudes.
Deb, you were right. And I was wrong. It's not that there's not more time - it's just that I am BRAINDEAD.

I have a gajillion half-read books sitting around.
My Google reader Items to Be read is up to like six hundred.
I have five different projects on the needles.

I have four boys to care for 24-freaking-7.

Some nights, I go out after the boys and H are in bed. I take my book and drive to my favorite neighborhood bar, and order a Pilsner Urquell and some buffalo bites, and watch whatever sporting event is on TV. It's calming, it's peaceful, it's restorative.

I wonder if the bar has free wireless...

Gah!

Bonk - Mary Roach
Suite Francaise - Irene Nemirovsky
Eclipse - Stefenie Meyer
Mallory's Oracle - Carol O'Connell

Yep, now you know.
School's out in a week; hope I have more time to blog then...