Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
A-D-O-R-E-D it yet again!
I can't say enough about my Jane.
A thought provoker nudging me
toward some serious self-reflection.
Very much enjoyed it.
I've always been curious about the Mrs. Pollifax series. Fun, easy escapism.
The previous book was fun, easy escapism.
This one was easy, fun escapism.
But now I'm good.
Deceivingly simple but actually very, very deep.
I liked it very much.
Now you're talking my language!
The best of Jane Austen in my humble opinion.
Absolutely the best.
After three tries at this book over the last few years, I finally conquered it. Harder to read than Jane Austen, but almost as satisfying. Almost. Thackeray lacks the warmth of Jane Austen. Still great, though. Oh, that little Becky Sharp!
I know I'm Johnny-Come-Lately in getting around to this title. It was a little difficult for me to read through some of the more descriptive parts, and it could have/should have explored the life lessons a bit more thoroughly.
So, yeah. I liked it but didn't love it.
So there you have it, gang. A parting shot: "She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain."
--Louisa May Alcott 1873
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Since Kimball's curiosity regarding the actual validity of Mr. Santa Claus has reached a feverish pitch, I decided to give Kimball the gift of hope and optimism. I'll let you have a sneak peak by copying the address below and pasting it into your browser window. Go ahead. Don't be shy. Go on, now. You won't be sorry; this is so darling. C'mon and copy and paste. But remember to come back because I have more to tell you! (As if you ever doubted that I would run out of things to say. Right.) See you in a minute.