Tuesday, July 29, 2008

At the Knit Cottage

I have avoided doing so much lately. In my defense, I did read three 500+ page novels in the last week. Okay, so that is a really lame excuse.

I did give one of my dogs a hair cut yesterday. I started a new little crochet project with some stash yarn on Sunday. The baby blanket for my cousin is complete, including an adorable shell stitch border and all of the ends tucked in. Today, I even started in on the mountain of laundry I had piling up, seriously, my bedroom was starting to look like I was 16 again! I also sat down and wrote for a bit.

Things I have left to do, include finishing a few knit projects, vacuming and cleaning off the couch, cleaning off the desk so that it is at least recognizable, and exercising - the bane of my existance, but a must now that I realize my metabolism is really starting to wind down. :(

Some things I am looking forward to: getting tickets for Renaissance Faire, pet-sitting for a friend's dog, the final book in the Twilight series and having enough money to buy it because I'll be pet sitting my friend's dog, and finally being able to see my floor! Okay, so that last one is a bit of a joke. ^^

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Twilight

I watched Penelope this weekend, since I totally love that movie. It contained the trailer to the movie 'Twilight' that is coming to theaters in December. I was very excited, but I hadn't yet touched the book. A few of my students had said it was good, I guess I'm always a bit slow to catch on, but then, maybe it is just delaying the satisfaction of reading, or rather devouring a book. I swear I am such a manic reader when I get my hands on something really tastey.

I found a coupon. In my e-mail. Thank you Barnes&Noble. I snatched my sister away from the pool to go out shopping. Book shopping. Exhale. It was hot and sunny and the books smelled really good in the air-conditioned store. We had frappachinos and laughed, but it wasn't until the following day that I actually cracked the cover of the book. I was still hanging on, waiting, determined that I not start reading until my break at work, of which I would have four glorious hours to read. I had another frappachino. I had to step out of the air-conditioning. I laughed out loud and hoped I wasn't bothering anyone standing outside of my... not really sure what to call it... sphere, my reading sphere, the place I am when I read, completely encompassed, completely enamoured.

Anyway, it is twenty-three hours past the time I began reading. The book rests gently on the edge of the computer desk, a black ribbon I used for a bookmark hanging from page four hundred ninety-eight. If you know. If you have any sense, then I don't need to tell you how it was. I don't need to outline plots, explain the setting, or give brief character descriptions. You've either read it, you're reading it, or you will or you won't. The only thing I understand is this: I need to go buy the next book. Coupon or no coupon.