Back to monotone grayness. The air is so full of moisture that everything looks blurry. Driving up the big hill to Lund, you’d swear the sky and earth are seeping, all the grey tones running together like a watercolor wash. Now, however, the sun is making a valiant attempt to cut through the bullshit and shine, baby, shine!
I have to stop going to bed after 11 on school nights because I’m not asleep until after midnight. The alarm at 6:30 is SUCH a shock. I need more than 6.5 hours of sleep a night. More like 9. Okay, 10.
Raced through the next bookgroup book yesterday, The Nanny Diaries. I wasn’t expecting much, to be honest, so was pleasantly surprised at how readable and interesting it was, and upset and depressed that there are people in this world at all like the ones depicted in this book. I reiterate my stand on how it ought to be re becoming a parent: certification or sterilization. Okay, that sounded harsh, but HONESTLY. I really need to sit down and write a couple of notes for both this book and Flesh and Blood since we aren’t discussing Diaries until April 22nd, and who knows when we’ll get around to discussing the other one.
pastaqueen had an interesting post about how she is right on the line when it comes to labeling her generation or decade since she was born in 1980. I was born in 1964 but I don’t consider myself a child of the 60’s. My childhood cultural references are all from the 70’s, as that’s the decade that had the most influence on me (for good or bad), so that’s the generation I think of myself as belonging to, even though I’m a baby boomer. I guess it’s just because before the age of six my memories are much more limited than afterwards. I don’t know if it’s true for everyone, but I’d guess that around 5-6 is when you really start mentally taping and remembering cultural experiences.
Good Writing Out There Right Now: Knowing Home from Chuck. Along with a really annoying geography quiz if you’re up for it. 😀
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Edited to Add: OH MY GOD!! I just got TWO huge boxes delivered to me at work! One from cap_killer filled with books and music for me and Bionicle goodies for the kids, and one from my sister stuffed full of candy and GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!! I done died and went to heaven! You guys are GREAT! I love you!! *blows kisses*