One of my favourite things to do ever is sit for hours in a bookshop. Depending on my mood I like a second-hand shop with floor to ceiling shelves full of used books or a gigantic Powell’s or a medium sized independent bookstore with good taste.
Lately I’ve surprised myself and managed to finish 5 books in just under 5 months.
And to 1. remember which books i’ve read and 2. recommend books to you, i’m going to list them here and tell you in very simple terms what i liked about each book and whether you should read it.
1. The family fang by kevin wilson. – This book is very funny. Not many books make me laugh out loud (the last one that did was this one). It’s about 2 siblings who are known as ‘child a’ and ‘child b’ of their famous artist parents. It’s silly but clever and hilarious.
2. The book theif by markus zusak. – this book is very easy to read and it’s very good, but it’s sad as hell. you should read it just for the cool way that it’s written: narrated by Death and it’s about a young girl in nazi germany who loves books and befriends a jew. obviously it will make you cry.
3. Do androids dream of electric sheep by philip k dick. – this is the book that Blade Runner was based on. i haven’t seen blade runner, but the book was terrific. science fiction i suppose and very easy to read but with some sweet twists and turns that got me thinking. a book that makes you think about things.
4. The bird artist by howard norman. – this book starts off with the narrator telling you that he killed the lighthouse keeper. he then goes on to tell the full story of how and why. it isn’t a particularly beautiful read, but the story is pretty crazy and the characters are super interesting.
5. The memory keeper’s daughter by kim edwards. – this is SO GOOD! the writing is beautiful and well thought-out. the story begins with a doctor who is delivering his twin babies in a snow storm and he notices that one of them has down syndrome so he tells his nurse to take the baby away to a home and give it away (without telling his wife). the nurse can’t go through with it so she skips town with the kid and raises her as her own. the story spans many many years (which i love) and so you get the FULL life story of these two families and everyone who is involved. such a good read.
6. tell the wolves i’m home by carol rifka – i suppose i shouldn’t have included this book, but i’m currently reading it…so i’ll update you when i’m done!
if you have any great books you’ve read lately, i wanna hear about them! next on my list is the goldfinch and shantaram.
M was the first to get sick and we were right in the middle of moving house. The poor wee thing had to sit in her carseat as i drove between houses moving things during the day and occasionally had to haul her out and lie her on blankets in the living room while i cleaned and organised.
And then on thursday night i started feeling funny. And on friday morning we took m to the allergy doctor and she was so brave as the nurse tested her back with over 20 different suspected allergens. And by the end of her appointment we knew that she is badly allergic to milk, eggs, peanuts, fish, walnuts, cashews and dust but not allergic to soy or almonds or wheat (phewf) and i was shivering with a fever.
I spent the weekend in bed. And monday in bed. And m would come in and check on me and say ‘mami i love you, do you need some medicine?’ and ‘mami, i brought you a tissue’ and just over and over, ‘mami, i love you’. Which is possibly the best thing to hear when i’m feeling sick, right? And because looking after your child when you are that sick is the worst thing in the world, i am so happy to be close to friends who aren’t sick who can help out. and grateful for good easy movies like this one.
and now i am over being sick. not physically over it (unfortunately), but emotionally i need to get back out there. there’s only so many books i can read, SVU reruns i can watch and times i can blow my nose or choke on my coughing before i just want to GO FOR A RUN or DO A HANDSTAND or SOMETHING.
i suppose the good thing about being sick is that it puts everything back into perspective. as soon as i can’t do something for whatever reason, i feel like it’s the universe’s way of ensuring i never take it for granted.
my next run is going to feel amazing.
The weekend before we moved in. No-one was sick here!
This weekend we relied heavily on our friends to help us get ready to move house. Definitely the best part of the weekend was not sitting in traffic in the pouring rain trying to rush around to furniture stores, but rather the 2 hours spent watching these kiddos play and eat cake and celebrate the end of charlie’s third year.
she’s racing towards three. ivan whispers to me ‘she’s like a real person‘ and i nod as we watch her do a somersault. she asks real questions like ‘are you feeling ok mama?’ and she points to all the letters and even proudly told me yesterday that ‘some people say swimsuit and some people say togs‘ and when i asked her what we say she thought about it and said ‘both!’
it’s snowing right now and i’ve decided that i never want to take snow for granted. maybe that means always living in places where snow is just a possibility rather than a sure thing. last night we were walking from a friend’s place downtown to get some dinner and snow was falling and beautifying everything it touched. and it is so beautiful to experience the squeals and the joy and the excitement it brings to a city that doesn’t really always expect it.
i deactivated my facebook account. which i didn’t think warranted a public announcement, but apparently some people think facebook is Real Life and so to ensure some that i haven’t committed suicide – i am STILL alive. And if you are wondering why i decided to leave the party, i feel like it could take an entire novel (that i’m never going to write) and really, the gist of it is that i don’t see the point anymore. maybe i’ll change my mind, that’s cool. just for right now, this works for me.
i went to New Zealand with mika for the whole month of january. it was hot. and wonderful. and all the things. here is a list of the things that made me really happy in NZ:
- my mum & dad (oma & opa to mika) and ALL the time they got to spend
- running a LOT & not needing to bundle up and then finishing each run with a jump in the ocean
- swimming in the ocean
- swimming lessons for mika (2 weeks EVERY day!)
- pub quiz with friends (this makes me really happy even though i don’t really contribute and usually end up wondering why i think i like pub quiz)
- long blacks
- teaching my first yoga class! (and loving it)
- watching jazz in a park
- watching an outdoor movie projected on a silo
- playing squash with my brother
- playing LOTS of banagrams and catan
- doing cryptic crosswords with my dad
- eating fish and chips on the beach
- going to the bay of islands for an incredible wedding
- a long road trip with my brother
- running an old favourite bush run with my brother
- being able to spend so much time with some of the people i love the most
- and mostly, the real reason the trip was even planned – to watch one of my best friends get married. and to spend so much time with both of them. and for them to spend so much time with mika (their goddaughter). here’s what you missed out on: