Home Again

On Thursday afternoon we picked the kids up from school and drove up to Great Wolf Lodge for some water park fun in celebration of Livia’s birthday. We stayed overnight and all day Friday (yes, we kept the kids out of school–tsk, tsk!). I am glad to be home again, where it’s quiet and easier to sleep, but I also miss the park. There the pool area is warm (there’s even a hot tub), and we spent a lot of time together as a family. Here it is chilly, and we’re all on our individual computers, separated. I think I will have to plan another family trip soon.

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Twilight Mood

Making the bed is a repetitive chore, so to help stave off boredom, I arrange things a little differently each time (it’s amazing how many variations are possible given seven pillows and a stuffed hedgehog!). This picture shows how the bed looked yesterday. Usually the shams on the two biggest pillows match the light blue comforters, but I thought it would be nice for a change to use the shams that match the dark blue coverlet. I keep the coverlet on the bed simply because I couldn’t resist buying it, so I have to use it somehow. It’s super soft and nice to lie down on for quick naps. All those things can’t stay on the bed all night, though, so every night before sleep, I fold the coverlet in half, roll it up, and put it on the chest at the foot of the bed. Then I pile the pillows up on the ottoman. This nighttime ritual can be annoying on those occasional nights when I’m exhausted and want to go to sleep immediately, but most nights it’s soothing, as most rituals are, which is why we bother having them.
Here is the same scene from a different angle to show that the bookcase headboard isn’t as dinky as it looks in the other picture. But where, you may ask, are all the books? If you’re going to have a bookcase headboard, shouldn’t there be more books? You’d think so, but it turns out that I like having just that one stack of unread books. It’s easy to dust around and small enough that it feels like it will be a simple task to read them all. But, to be honest, I always read the book that’s on top, and when I’m done with it I put a new book on top. So I’m not not sure when I’ll get to the rest of the stack, but whatever. 🙂
Here is a close-up of Tiggy, the Three-Legged Hedgehog. She is the softest stuffed animal in the universe. Someday I will sew her missing leg back on. In the meantime, she seems content to act as a decorative pillow with character. The star pillow is from Target. I purchased it for $5 on a whim. I had only planned to use it for the Christmas season, but I’ve since decided to keep it permanently, because it matches the twilight mood of the room.
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The Plaint of the Middle Class

Yesterday I had my annual work review. My boss told me she’s happy with my work, as always. She told me that she wanted to give me a bigger raise, but she was constrained by the numbers set by the higher-ups, as always. Afterward, I checked my first paycheck of the year to make sure the raise had been factored in, and to see how much more I was getting per paycheck, only to find that almost all of my raise had been eaten up by taxes and insurance, as always. And what little more I was getting wouldn’t even come close to paying for the increases in our cost of living, as always. And so, though I am now bringing home a salary that once would have thrilled me, it feels like less than I was making before. As always.

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Mystery Within a Mystery

Magpie Murders by Anthony Horowitz

Grade: A+

I began this year of reading with Magpie Murders by Anthony Horowitz. I gave it an A+ grade, because I thoroughly enjoyed this mystery within a mystery. The book begins with the frame story, giving us a glimpse of an editor who is about to delve into her bestselling mystery author’s latest work.

A bottle of wine. A family-sized packet of Nacho Cheese Flavoured Tortilla Chips and a jar of hot salsa dip. A packet of cigarettes on the side (I know, I know). The rain hammering against the windows. And a book. What could have been lovelier?

But the introduction takes a dark turn, because this protagonist already knows how her life has turned out.

I had no idea of the journey I was about to begin and, quite frankly, I wish I’d never allowed myself to get pulled on board. It was all down to that bastard Alan Conway.

Alan Conway is the fictional author whose book she (and we) are about to read, and of course, there will be many surprises along the way. I can’t say more without spoiling the plot. I recommend this book for readers who love mysteries, and particularly for fans of Agatha Christie, whose work is referenced often. I also recommend it for lovers of language and wordplay, the kind of readers who would admire this self-justifying run-on sentence:

You read and you read and you feel the pages slipping through your fingers until suddenly there are fewer in your right hand than there are in your left and you want to slow down but you still hurtle on towards a conclusion you can hardly bear to discover.

I will put Magpie Murders on the shelf with my collection of Agatha Christie novels. I feel even more nostalgic for Hercule Poirot after having read it, and I suspect I will be meeting again with him soon. In a world gone crazy, I need my favorite lovable, logical, and predictable fictional characters even more than usual, and Poirot is standing first in line to cheer me up.

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Bedhugging

I might be a lot older and a little wiser and responsible for two children, but that doesn’t make getting out of bed in the morning any easier now than it was for me as a teenager. This week was brutal. If my alarm clock weren’t somehow 12 minutes fast (!!!), the kids would have missed the bus every day.

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Who Knew?

I just learned today that bobby pins are called “kirby grips” or “hair grips” in the UK and hair elastics are “bobbles.”

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Why People Put Up With So Much Garbage

. . . So it’s not that people simply become accustomed to a new situation. Instead, they actually change their thinking. It is as though they can’t bear to continue feeling angry, so they subconsciously look for ways to convince themselves that it will all be okay. Laurin [psychologist and associate professor at the University of British Columbia] doesn’t believe this is done deliberately. Instead, it’s a way of freeing up cognitive resources to get on with life. There simply isn’t time to be angry about everything.

The Surprising Reason People Change Their Minds (article by Claudia Hammond at bbc.com)
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The Year So Far

  • I paid it forward to my Future Self by putting into the Advent Calendar box all of the extra tickets from this year, plus a revamped list of ideas for future tickets, crafts, and activities. I also bought some craft items when they went on clearance after Christmas. I will store them near the Advent Calendar. So, when I open up the cabinet next year, I hope I will be pleasantly surprised by the head start that I’ve left for myself.
  • An Internet meme informed me that my stripper name was the color of my underwear plus the last thing I ate. I’m thinking I picked a good day to wear decent underwear and to eat fancy food, because that earned me the name Pink Croissant. It could just as easily have been Dingy White Salad or Black Christmas Cookie Past Its Prime.
  • I didn’t finish everything on my to-do list today. I did, however, take a shower and trim my toenails. Not only did this make me feel better, but it significantly reduced my resemblance to a harpy.
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Happy, Peppy, Perverse

HAPPIEST, you may be interested to know, anagrams into IT HAS PEP, a lively and fitting phrase. Perversely, it also anagrams into EPITAPHS.

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Reading in 2019

I didn’t read as many books in 2019 as I would have liked. I always have a goal of reading 52 books for the year (one per week). I only read 33, which is even fewer than the previous year’s paltry total of 43.

But there’s no sense in focusing on the negatives, especially not when there are several positives to talk about.

  1. I read a lot of poetry, and I am better for it.
  2. I read 12 nonfiction books (if you count the poetry).
  3. The authors were not exactly a diverse lot, but about half of the books were written by men, and about half by women, which is one sort of balance.

I gave a lot of A-level grades during the year, too many to mention them all here. Instead, I offer my top five.

  1. Characters & Viewpoint by Orson Scott Card, A-: At first, this book seemed so commonsensical as to be a waste of my time. But, I stuck with it, and Card did eventually get around to telling me things that I didn’t already know. I wouldn’t trust his opinions in all matters, but he knows how to write and how to explain writing to others. Recommended.
  2. Esperanza Rising by Pam Muñoz Ryan, A+: I was surprised by how much I liked this book. I am so glad my son’s teacher assigned it to him.
  3. The Language of Thorns by Leigh Bardugo, A+: a modern and slightly disturbing collection of fairy tales. Loved it.
  4. Ordinary Genius by Kim Addonizio, A-: If you want to know how to write free verse, this is a good place to start.
  5. Word by Word by Kory Stamper, A: Kory Stamper is a kindred spirit. We share a love of words, and we have similar jobs. I would recommend this book for anyone who’s interested in language and particularly anyone who uses a dictionary on a regular basis.
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