We’re having a lazy, lazy weekend. Hamburger is home from Costa Rica, the fog is in with a vengeance (seriously…that Big Rock that I can normally see from my house has disappeared for the weekend, along with pretty much anything else beyond the street below us), and football is back on tv, so we’re hanging out doing pretty much nothing but reading and watching the Raiders suck.
And napping. I took a TWO HOUR nap yesterday. In the middle of the afternoon. That pretty much wiped out any hope of doing anything productive. Today I’m drinking iced coffee in an attempt to ward off the nappies. So far it seems to be working.
A few thoughts on the week:
I knew I was going to fizzle early with the BBAW stuff, and I did (through NO fault of BBAW…it was just a bit harried on the home and work front this week). I am STILL reading BBAW posts and finding some new blogs that I want to spend some more time with. I currently have 13 tabs open in Chrome, and at least half of those are blogs to check out.
Also, belated kudos to Amy, the genius behind BBAW. I have to gloat for a moment and say that I’ve been fortunate to meet Amy more than a few times (we share a home state) and she is the sweetest person you could ever imagine. I adore her.
I am currently reading American Psycho. If you want to know why I’m reading American Psycho, make sure you stop back on Tuesday for The Big News (hint: Dueling Monsters!) and details on how you, too, can sign up to read this disturbing book. Because OMG, y’all. This book is whacked! Demented! Also, sick. And not in a good way. Even Stephen King (my new BAA (best author always)), in a short essay he wrote on censorship, stated that this book shouldn’t be in middle school libraries. And I’d have to agree with Uncle Stevie. Wait…this probably isn’t convincing you to read the book, is it?
I am also still reading IT. Well, I’ll be reading IT again soon. I took a bit of a break at the halfway point. But I do plan to pick it back up this week. Now that Hamburger is home at night, I may no longer need to stop reading IT at 6pm (somehow, after 6pm, everything gets creepier when you’re home alone).
And I decided to listen to 11/22/63. I’m about 1/2 hour into it, which mean only 29 1/2 more hours to go!
For someone who doesn’t like horror movies, or scary stuff, I seem to have fallen into a horror pit. Or a pit of horrors. I might need to undergo some intense bookish therapy after the IT-along/Dueling Monsters/R.I.P. is over. Maybe something along the lines of a Barbara Cartland readalong.
On second thought…maybe that’s not such a good idea after all.