A week has passed, and what do I have to show for it?
A friend and I signed on for the library’s adult summer reading program. They’re pushing science fiction this summer, but I know myself better than they do, and I know that science fiction will slow me down even more than I’m already slowed. I *am* pleased to report that I have finished one book since signing on last Tuesday. (If I remember correctly, I’m supposed to finish ten books before mid-August. I lack the energy to check the pamphlet because deep down I know that if I’m required to read 12 or 15 books, I’m going to walk the pamphlet over to the recycle bin, call my friend, and change our plan from life-transformation through books to social transformation through a weekly drink on the town.)
What did I read? I read Good Stuff by Jennifer Grant, and I always hesitate to say awful things about books, so I’ll just say this: Despite the book, I still love Cary Grant. Because of the book, I do believe that perhaps *I* could write a book! Bonus: Unlike Jennifer Grant’s book, *MY* book would not contain anything about anyone being “all that plus a bag of chips.” I’m currently halfway through both Some Assembly Required and Let’s Pretend This Never Happened, and I have five more books waiting for me at the library. (Not a smart move. As soon as I stack those five books on my shelf and remind myself that they’re all due back in two weeks, there’s a really good chance that I’ll grab them all and immediately drive them back to the library so someone else can have a chance. Have I mentioned that Jeff and I have also been baking a lot of cookies and that I currently have seven games of Draw Something going on? It’s all so time consuming.)
These are so good. If you can ignore the part about the chocolate, it appears that they’re good FOR you, too!
AND, speaking of good for you, I was the pissiest you’ve ever seen me last Thursday, so I decided to take my anger to the streets! I didn’t have the proper equipment to blow up a car, so I ran around a track instead. (By “ran around a track”, please know that there was more walking than running. Also, lots of huffing (oxygen, not paint fumes—but remind me to tell you about the time when my mom and I were eating at a Popeye’s and some guy came wobbling out of the bathroom with a brown paper bag in his hand and spray paint all over his mouth.)) All of this to say: I’m currently two days into the first week of my third attempt to get through Ease Into 5K. I find that I run really well when my phone shuffles into Pass the Mic, and I tend to twirl and sashay when I’m given Reflecting Light. I’m definitely developing my own “running” style.
This morning while I was “running” (I’ll remove those quotation marks when it’s deserved, and not a minute before), I was joined by a class of 20 high school summer school students. Four of them were walking around the track with coffee. It made me so happy.
Okay, so with the Draw Something and the cookies and the running and the reading, I’ve been busy. (Did I mention that I’m now on Instagram? Funny how my new phone is making me more social and less social at the same time. (I believe my user name is fluidpudding, but I can never really remember who gets to see my real name and who doesn’t. Someday I’ll admit that my last name isn’t really Pudding.))
15 thoughts on “Monday!”
Isn’t Instagram fun? I’m finding that I am learning more about other bloggers on Instagram than from their blogs. That’s because people forget that we are also checking out your living rooms!
A week has passed and you make me feel totally inadequate and a waste of oxygen. Not only have I lost the will to blog, but I spend an inordinate amount of time playing Bejewelled, which could explain the lack of blogging because really, what can you say about sitting on your butt playing Bejewelled.
Okay, seriously! “All that plus a bag of chips”??? Nothing makes my teeth grind more than kitschy writing (especially in published works)…where the heck was the editor?
I need a bag of those treats for BJ…and there isn’t a Trader Joe’s anywhere near Key West!!! *sigh*
Let me know if you want another game of drawsomething!
Also, I have made your pouch, and I want to have a serious talk with you…
Okay, this clears up a mystery for me. I saw you abandon your family in the church pew on Sunday morn. You were wearing a very darling dress, and I feared you had discovered yet another one of your wardrobe malfunctions. When you failed to return to your post, my imagination ran wild. (Which parts of Angie’s anatomy were exposed to the viewing public this time? I wondered.) I’m so relieved to learn there was no malfunction. Sorry you had to work with Snidely and SmartAss . . .
Sadly, I have discovered in my life so far that very many of those who call themselves Christians do not actually practice true charity and humility. (My count of real Christians I’ve met in 60+ years? Two.) Your story about the Church Ladies is funny, though.
OMG! You last name ISN’T Pudding?! (notice the interrobang….I love them)
Is it sacrilege if I call them Church Bitches?
I had a guy stop by once selling meat. He told me I’d lose my incisors. I need to get back on the reading gig. Summer is always a good time for that with nothing on TV.
Way to go on the running!
Once again, I am painfully reminded that we have no Trader Joe’s in our otherwise fine community. As for the reading list, I am loyal to Anne Lamott because we grew up in the same area. I haven’t read her latest one yet, so let me know …
And glad you are back on the track!
And I wish it was summer here too… it should be… but it’s been raining ‘cats and dogs’ and it’s REALLY cold
The dark chocolate powerberries look yummy! Have you tried Goodreads.com to track your reading and link up with other friends? I like that it gives me recommendations for other books based on what I have read and would like to read. I am trying to read Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. It is going to be a challenge. Happy Summer!
Okay, so, then, you’re truly vegan? My brain does not compute that. I love me some Angela, but at least pass the chicken. I seriously cannot imagine a life without chicken or fish. We won’t talk about my feelings on beef because you might have to ban me. Seriously, though – what’s your recipe for comPlex proteins? I have a friend sho’s daughter is 8 and she won’t eat anything that even remotely smiles. She will eat byproducts like cheese and milk. Help!
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