Babi, I talk to myself too, and now that it getting warmer and the windows are open, I’m afraid the neighbors might here me. I sort of mumble real low, but still . . .
Omnivore’s Dilemma – got it for Christmas a year or so ago, but have not read it. No McNuggets, but my meal last week at Beef O’Bradys was probably just as bad. There may have been fish or shrimp inside those battered things, but they were pretty bad. Forget that place. Stay home.
I’m reading A Reliable Wife for my f2f group that meets next week, hate it, and wonder if I’ll be able to finish it. I just don’t give a hoot about the characters. They lie, they’re perverts, yuck.
Am finally getting into Norwegian Jo Nesbro’s Nemesis, a renegade cop story.
And I’ve read Robby’s chapter in Bruce Frankel’s What Should I Do with the Rest of My Life. That’s one you all want to read. He’s had an amazing, vigorous life – still does. I want to take this book slowly, one person at a time.
I’ve finished Noah’s Compass, loved it, am really looking forward to the discussion, and hope you will all join us. Get the book if you can, but come, even without it, as there is much to talk about that relates to all of us.
But today, tomorrow, this week, sometime I just want to settle in with something I can lose myself in and can’t put down. Noah was like that. Now I want another one.
