Friday, February 27, 2009
There is a stack of books on my bedside table. A stack of books on the footstool beside the lounge chair. Books overflow on the bookshelves. None of this comes as any surprise to those who know me personally and have seen our home over the years.
On the bedside table at the moment are the following:
Spelling Mississippi by Marie Woodrow
Any Other Woman by Monica Kidd
My Wife by Edward Burke (written in 1917, a bargain at $1.5o last month in Vernon)
The Kingdom: Arabia and the House of Sa'ud by Robert Lacey
National Geographic January 2009 issue
The Templar Legacy by Steve Berry
Simply Genius by David Baldacci
The Memory of Running by Ron McLarty
Sisters in Two Worlds by Micheal Peterman
Just finished the first two. Both excellent, both recommended.
Good line from Any Other Woman - nonfiction story about an Alberta woman looking for her great-grandparents' history in Slovakia (Slovakia, like Poland, was frequently overrun and overtaken by other nations and cultures):
"Poor Slovakia, with ornery houseguests coming and going throughout the centuries, and never enough time to mop up between them."
I always love a well-turned sentence.
We won our curling game last night; some excellent shots made by all team members at times throughout the game. Back-to-back draws next Tuesday and Wednesday, then the playdowns the following week. Which is good, because the ice is going all to shit and will soon be melting.
Joys of natural ice: listening to the skip and third trying to guess which way the ice will fall. We've mastered the fine are of negative ice, requiring one to throw the rock counter-intuitive to where you want it to go. Mike (second) and I were laughing, saying that the superstars playing in the women's Tournament of Heart this week in Victoria have probably never heard the term 'negative ice'.
I have a new toy, a universal card reader with a USB cable. Finally I can download images from my digital camera directly to this computer. Also upgraded my Creative Suite Program (don't ask the $$$ - makes chills go down my spine) but haven't had time to browse through it yes. Fingers are tingling with anticipation!
The sun is shining but the wind is brisk and chilly. I'm home for most of the day; intend to spend part of it curled up like a cat in the sunlight shining through the window, reading from the stacks and drinking tea.
I hope you have an equally blissful day.