Monday, July 29, 2013
It started at 4 am, when my dog hopped out of bed, paced up and down the hall a few times, before I caught him popping a squat at the end of the hallway and *ahem* doing his business.
Lucky for him I was too hazy to realize what he was doing and I just chased him back to bed.
And at 6:30 when the baby-alarm a.k.a. teething toddler started her "I'm awake and can't find my paci" cry, I managed to be in and out of her room and back in bed in less than 30 seconds.
And 5 minutes later, when the 3 year old started screaming "MOMMY, CAN I WAKE UP NOW? THE SUN IS UPPPPPPPPPPPPP!" I somehow still managed to go back to sleep after throwing the iPad at him and turning on his favorite PBS show.
But once Techy's alarm started it's 7:30 wake up call it was all over.
"HELLO, TODAY IS JULY 29, 2012. IT IS 7:31 AM AND THE TEMPERATURE IS 68 DEGREES FARENHEIT. THE HIGH IS EXPECTED TO BE 86 DEGREES WITH A LOW OF 66. YOU HAVE 7 EVENTS ON YOUR CALENDAR."
Let me just say. I hate that computer generated wake up call.
I much prefer the screaming baby or dog standing on my chest any day.
And typically, since one or both of those are happening well before 6 am, it's not a problem.
But today was the blissful exception.
Today, I completely defied the odds and managed to sleep longer than my allotted 4 hours.
And then I managed to completely blow things out of the water when I put away all the laundry that I folded last night.
On any typical Monday morning, that basket would have been dodged and left sitting there for more than 3 or 4 days before getting thrown back in the laundry because it smelled like taco meat or bacon.
But not today.
Today, I CONQUERED that laundry basket!
Today, I liberated more than a dozen pair of socks.
Not to mention all those unmentionables.
I AM QUEEN OF THE WORLD!
To further make you question the likelihood of my body being invaded by an alien, I still managed to bake 2 loaves of zucchini bread, prep a meatloaf, and do 2 loads of laundry before noon.
On the downside, I didn't put a bra on until 3 pm.
And at least once during the course of my day I had to explain why corn was in the Little Man's poo.
And my living room currently looks like Hiroshima - the after, not the before.
You're jealous, right?
You know how we all think the Real Housewives have the most enviable life ever?
I beg to differ.
(ps. Like the new looks of the place? Special thanks to my friend, Kelsea over at Overwhelmed by Grace for all the hard work!!!)
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
It's been a while.
I'm getting good at this separation thing.
And last time we talked, I was all grumble, grumble, grumble.
Sorry about that.
I was in a bit of a funk.
But that's life, right?
Sometimes it's just words, words, words, grump, more words, sleep.
But some things have changed.
I joined the gym.
But the new weight looks like this, so...
(You should be following this craziness on instagram by now!)
Techy and I went to Vegas.
And the Grand Canyon
Friday, May 3, 2013
Sometimes, I let everything around me get me down.
Sometimes, I don't have anyone to talk to about it.
And the people I do talk to take it all so PERSONALLY.
I have so many things to say.
But I've stopped talking.
Mostly because I don't have the words to say it without hurting or offending people.
So I've been keeping alot inside.
Like my discouragement at not being able to lose that last 5 lbs.
Like my disgust at how little social time I have.
Like my frustration at feeling unappreciated and alone.
Like my sadness at realizing how busy everyone is.
And my frustration for how hard it is to maintain friendships.
Not to mention my self loathing for my own self-pity.
I keep thinking, I can't write this stuff - no one wants to read this stuff!
People want to read about happy times.
People want to read things that make them smile.
And yet, if I keep it in much longer, I may lose my mind.
So, my apologies.
For the record, I have had some really great days since my last post.
Last week was actually really great once I realized that I could go outside during naptime and sit in the sun for a an hour or two all by myself.
But this week, it has rained every single day.
To make things even worse, social media is totally ruining my life.
I mean, seriously.
It's all "vote for Gay marriage" or "God hates the gays"
And "don't you want to order bags/jewelry/candles/beauty products from my stay-at-home-mom friend? You'll regret it if you don't...."
And 2 million pastel pictures depicting people in turn of the century attire with condescending comments.
Seriously, people, other than my occasional Wal-Mart run, this is my only connection with the outside world.
And it SUCKS.
THIS IS WHAT YOU PEOPLE HAVE TO TALK ABOUT?!
Politics and Home Merchandising?
Is it any wonder I'm feeling a little...bereft?
So today, in between reading about your happy lives, I'll be trying to find a way to make my mundane magical.
Because that's what mommy's do.
And that's all I have time for these days.
Monday, April 22, 2013
Sometimes life gets busy.
Sometimes life gets hard.
Sometimes life gets lonely.
And the last few weeks have been that for me.
I don't know why.
I don't know how.
I just know I'm in a dark place.
A lonely place.
A place of isolation and despair and...selfishness.
I said it.
I'm feeling very sorry for myself right now.
But for me, blogging has always been extremely therapeutic.
So, ya know, that's where I'm at.
I might need a cat.
I may need a HOUSE FULL OF CATS.*
I definitely need a Jesus moment.
So, now, I pray.
And I blog.
Of course, I've dropped off the blogging map.
So, I have, like 2 people to be accountable to.
But if you 2 could try to keep me typing, that would really be great.
And pardon my lack of humor during this time.
*dear heavens, I just completely justified cat ladies. If that's not a cry for help, I don't know what is!
Friday, March 29, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
When was the last time you read a book that you day dreamed about when you put it down?
When was the last time you read a book that sucked you in more deeply than Real Housewives drama.
While we're talking about it, considering last night's RHOBH season finale, it's a wonder I have ANYTHING else to talk about today....
But that's how good this book is.
If you haven't followed my advice, and picked up the Delirium series, stop what you are doing and go get it.
This month, Lauren Oliver finally released the final book in this series.
And let me just say, this book is amazing.
The story is exciting.
There is romance, there is intensity, there is excitement.
You will fall in love - more than once...
Your heart will be broken - more than once...
The characters are beautiful and endearing and completely well rounded.
And for the most part, there is a reasonably
In a nutshell, you should read it.
You can thank me later!
Now, please excuse me while I get back to my regularly scheduled programming (read: Real Housewives of Beverly Hills reunion - I should really live tweet this amazingness!)
Monday, March 11, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Because, dude, that's how I roll.
I can't be funny all the time!!!
But, if that's what you are here for, do I have a story for you!
In the emotional roller coaster that is my life.
These last few days, I have been thinking alot about my life.
How we got here.
Where we came from.
And I have been reminded of some really dark times for me.
I've talked a little about it before...
But when we were first married, I was going through some really tough times.
I was homesick.
My only friends worked all the time or were full time college students.
My mother-in-law was very sick and required constant attention.
My mom was going through alot of craziness.
And life was just...
For lack of a better word...
Michael Scott would be dying right now.
I cried alot.
I was very heavy.
I remember there being days that I would say things like, "Why me?".
And the occasional, "I didn't sign up for this!"
On one particular night, I had had enough.
We were on our way to a concert 2 hours away.
And I picked a fight.
Have you ever done that???
I'm sure you haven't.
You are all saints aren't you?
Well, sometimes, I fall off the pedestal a little.
Don't be so shocked.
I'm still sporting a halo 99.9% of the time.
But this one time, it fell a little bit.
And yes, I picked a knock down, drag out, good-old-fashioned-screaming-match-fight in a car where Techy and I were both trapped for several more hours/minutes.
I went through every range of emotion there was.
Anger. Why am I going through so much crap?
Discontentment. Why do I have to deal with all this?
Loneliness. Why am I all alone?
Guilt. I shouldn't be feeling this way, but....
Homesickness. At the heart of it all, I just wanted things to go back to the way they were.
And I bottled up all those feelings, and spit them all out in one extremely hurtful statement -
"I JUST WANT TO GO HOME!"
And not just from the concert...
After which, we sat in stony silence for the rest of the trip.
We pulled into the parking lot, and we tried to pull it all together.
Act like we liked each other....
To make matters worse, we were late to the concert.
We were both miserable.
We got out of the car, made our apologies, and put our game faces on.
But as we walked into the outdoor arena where the music was blaring over the loudspeakers, my emotions were ROLLING.
And then I heard it.
I think, we all know that music speaks to me....
And this was no exception.
Because the first words I heard as we walked into that concert were:
"Greater things have yet to come, and greater things are still to be done in this city"
Not at home.
Not in my comfort zone.
Not where I wanted to be.
But right where I was.
And that was the day that I realized something.
Contentment is not about being where you want to be.
Contentment is about being where you are supposed to be.
That night I made a commitment.
A commitment to love the place where I was at for as long as God had me there.
And for the next 4.5 years, I did just that.
I committed to that place.
Until the day that God moved us.
And some days I still long for that place.
Because after 6.5 years, it was comfortable.
It was home.
It was normal.
And now, some people look at us and think we are the craziest people in the world.
Some people look at what we've been through in the last year and a half and think, why on earth would you ever do that?
Why would you leave everything you have established together and move 800 miles away to something you don't know?
But that night changed alot for me.
It shook me to my core.
Because that night was the night that I learned that joy is tied to contentment.
For any of you who may be wondering through your own darkness, I feel your pain.
I've been there.
You aren't alone.
And just so you know...greater things have yet to come!
Believe it with me.
It's like Kanye vs. Kris Humphries.
There's just no doubt about which one you want to be your baby daddy.
Why do I know this crap?
My sister in law...
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Sitting in the back seat of a minivan...
Watching Veggie Tales and trying to hear what the adults were saying up front.
(Not much has changed in the past 20 years.)
But on this one, very special occasion, this had been going on for more than an hour and two whiny toddlers were between the woman and the Veggie Tales AND the adults.
To say she was bored is to say that Kim Kardashian was just kinda over her marriage to Kris Humphreys....
(Remember that?!?! REMEMBER when Kim Kardashian was married for a month and filed for divorce??)
Which leads me to wonder...did she just pick him out because of the K name?
And is that why she's with Kanye now?
And why do I know any of this???
My point, of course, is that she was really, really bored.
And if you have ever been
And if your cell phone is dead, it is even harder to come by.
Meaning, you, inevitably, will start counting the cold, curly french fries scattered on the seat around you....
Or you will start playing with leftover Happy Meal Toys.
And if you are really desperate, you may (but you shouldn't) stick your hands into the pockets and cubbies and cupholders around you, trying to make the time pass.
But chances are, you will never end up in the situation that this lady ended up in last week....
Because, chances are, most of you don't have a police officer for a brother in law.
And if you do, chances are, his 5 year old hasn't tucked away an old pair of his on-duty handcuffs to play with on long car rides.
And if, by chance, this scenario presents itself to you, the next few words I am about to say may save you untold embarrassment:
AND I REPEAT - DO NOT SNAP THE HANDCUFFS ON YOURSELF.
Yes, you may believe them to be toy handcuffs.
But I caution you to take a moment and feel the weight of them, before letting your instinct override the situation.
Because you could easily end up like this...
With every adult in sight laughing at you.
And most of the toddlers as well.
You may come to realize that your only way out is to drive until you see a police car and then beg him to unlock you.
Or in this case, drive to the school where
And hope no one asks you to explain how you came to have police grade handcuffs on your wrist.
Not that this has ever happened to any one I know, mind you....
You can thank me later.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
If you know me well, you probably can read between the lines enough to know that it's because I am not succeeding....
My last weigh in post was January something.
PEOPLE. We are 2 days from March.
I have been completely silent about my weight loss during the month of February.
And since that last post back in January, I have lost a total of...drumroll please....
If you, like me, are excellent at math, you know that averages out to .4 lbs per week.
And you probably know that it brings me down to here:
And for the record, I hit the 40 week mark 2 weeks ago.
It's easy for me to get frustrated.
It's also very easy for me to get discontent.
Don't ask me how.
I am comfortably wearing a size 8 now and often able to wear a 6.
Remember this girl?
She doesn't look like that anymore....
That's a size 8 and a medium.
So, I have decided to change my game plan.
Since, at my current rate, it would take me approximately (or exactly) 16 more weeks, or another 4 months, to lose the rest of this weight.
And I'm sure it will happen, BUT....
I have decided to change my focus.
And as it turns out, a group of my online workout buddies have dedicated themselves to doing a month of Jillian's Ripped in 30....
(They just completed 30 straight days of 30 Day Shred)
My knee-jerk reaction is, "I can't do that! I need more cardio!"
Which is actually Leah-speak for, "I don't wanna do strength 5 days in a row! That's too hard!"
Or rather, I'm doing it.
This is post-day 3.
I could barely move after day 1.
And this is still the "easy stuff".
I am still working in a half hour of cardio, post-Ripped (thus the bike pic), but I want to focus more on toning what I have.
And stop worrying about the weight side of it.
Because, truthfully, I'm at a healthy weight.
Do you know how difficult that is for me to type?
Because I am seriously OCD.
And a little goal driven.
It's not really like me to "give up" this close to my goal.
But I'd rather reduce my body fat/increase my muscle strength than lose weight.
That's just where I'm at.
How big of me, huh?
Now, who wants to join us?!
You know you do!
(Seriously, though, if you want in, Facebook me or email me, I will invite you to the group! It's excellent for keeping you accountable!!!)
If not, that's cool, just keep watching - Transformation is happening people!
Thursday, February 21, 2013
And on top of that, enrolled myself in a firearms safety class with my girlfriends....
It's been IN.TENSE, people.
Like more intense than Mariah and Nicki's love/hate affair.
No, seriously, people.
I am in craft overdrive.
I can no longer control myself.
I now understand how Leslie Knope feels about project binders.
I'd love to tell you that I will blog about all of it, but my life is so backlogged.
And filled with so.much.poop.
No, literal poop.
That's reality with 2 toddlers, a dog, and a husband.
But for a glimpse at all the things you missed...
Birthday party #1...
Little Man's belated birthday party....
He turned 3 on December 28
But since it was so close to Christmas, we waited....
Also known as the day before Baby Girl's birthday party.
I thought it was such a smart idea.
I mean, family was here.
And his friends were in town....
However, Lego brownies and Mickey Mouse ears absolutely ROCKED this kid's world.
And then, Baby Girl's 1st birthday party....
How has it already been a year???
Girlfriend was a birthday all star.
I am busy editing all the photos, but here are a (very) select few I snagged on my phone.
You can't tell it from this pic, but we went all out for this party.
And by all out, I mean CAKEPOPS.
Why has the world just now discovered cakepops?!?!
And why does it take SO LONG to make them?!!!
Something that delish should really be so much easier to acquire!
Or maybe not.
I think I gained 10 lbs in cakepops that week.
But then, with just over a week to recover from Baby Girl's party, several of us girls signed up for a firearm's safety course.
Let me tell you....
If you have not done one of these, DO.IT.
(And in my case, if you have, but need a refresher, DO.IT.)
Worth every penny.
We loved it, and learned so much!
You should really be impressed with us.
And finally, this weekend will wrap up my month of crazy with a "Little Man" (not to be confused with my Little Man) inspired baby shower....
If I make it out alive, it will be a miracle.
Wish me luck!
I know it's hard to believe, but with all this craziness, I'm running on empty.
I haven't lost weight in weeks.
But I'm enjoying the crazy, if not the weight.
Because that's life!
And life is beautiful, even at it's craziest!
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
When you are a stay at home mommy of two and your husband is galivanting all over the state of Georgia running a company, Valentine's Day can seriously sneak up on you.
Suddenly, the day is here and you are running your dog to the vet, then the groomer, paying bills, running errands, and eventually rolling into the driveway just in time for naps....
And then back out for more.
I did have the forethought, though, to place a to-go order at Chili's....
Only to arrive in one of the most crowded parking lots in town, and realize that I still had to drag my 2 kids out of the car to go inside and pick up my food.
And then I called the groomer to see if my dog was done with his appointment.
Because, you know, his appointment was supposed to be over hours ago.
Only to have them tell me that he wasn't done and he wouldn't be for more than an hour.
So there I sat.
With my hard-won dinner that I had victoriously acquired at the hands of tyrannical toddlers and an over-crowded restaurant.
Not to mention, said fussy off-spring.
Stuck in the car.
That was when it hit me.
It didn't have to be miserable.
And I didn't have to just sit there and wait for the groomer to catch up with me.
So, I called Techy and rolled out of the parking lot.
I may or may not have turned on some sappy Taylor Swift song to get me into the mood.
And made a quick left hand turn into the emptiest parking lot in town.
But, in the opinion of at least one of my passengers, the happiest place in town:
Within a few minutes, my date pulled in next to us, and we happily unloaded our crew into the play place.
Where we celebrated one of the finest Valentine's Days' I can remember....
In the flourescent glow of can lighting - after all, who can see anything in candlelight?
Our centerpiece was nothing more decorative than a ketchup packet and paper napkins....
But the food was still warm,
The company was better than I could have dreamed of,
And the crowd was non-existent.
Our Valentine's Day may not have been a classy as yours.
Or as romantic.
But it was filled with love.
And in my opinion, that makes it the finest Valentine's Day we've celebrated in years.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
There are feelings you feel as a parent that no one could POSSIBLY prepare you for.
And let's be honest, I've done things since being a parent that I swore would NEVER happen.
You hear about the poop.
You hear about the puke.
You hear about the laundry.
But no one has ever told me about this....
I started my day pretty normally.
I had a ton of laundry to do....
I had several errands to run....
And I had trash to take.
I threw a load of laundry in the washer before we left and then ran out the door dragging a bag of trash behind me.
When we returned several hours later, it was to some annoyingly high pitched noise coming from...
But I had more important things to do.
Like feed tiny humans.
And clean them.
And put them to bed.
And fold laundry.
And clean my house.
And the noise got louder and louder and louder.
And more annoying and more annoying, and more annoying.
And then I opened up my washing machine to find this.
Now, for the record, we've had this thing for more than a year.
I had no idea it made noises.
But since I washed it this morning, it hasn't stopped singing...
In its VERY, VERY high pitched annoying voice...tone...sound....
What exactly do you call an inanimate object's noise???
It's been almost 4 hours....
It's still singing.
I'm planning to go kill it.
If it doesn't get me first.
Wish me luck.
Hopefully you will hear from me tomorrow.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
My life is completely upside down.
In the past week, we've made 3 doctor visits between the 4 of us.
We've thrown not one, but 2 birthday parties.
We've hosted 5 visiting family members.
We've worked constantly and rested little.
My house looks like...Lindsay Lohan...
Light on the hot, heavy on the mess.
It's been a wild week.
It's about to get wilder.
How does life do that?!
But as wild as life gets, as crazy scary as it can be, I'm blessed.
So really, if all i have to complain about is a hot mess, then, people, I'm a rich woman!
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
That's probably what you should expect the night before a house full of relatives are scheduled to descend upon you.
And days before your baby girl's first birthday party.
And days before your 3 year old's unbirthday birthday party.
And the day before your 2011 photo book has to be sent to the printers....
And the day after you find out you have high cholesterol.
No! Not me!
Why would you say that?
The bloodwork WHAT?
Sorry about that.
Yes, last night I got a call from my doctor's office....
Apparently, I have high cholesterol.
Let this be a life lesson.
You should most definitely play poker with me.
I ALWAYS get dealt the bad hands.
But I digress...
Point being, I don't have time for a book review today.
And probably nothing but whiny pants, unstructured, why-do-we-need-parties posts for the rest of the week.
Off-topic Leah is always so much fun.
Maybe I'll be back to normal on Monday.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Not that I know anything about that since I was too busy chewing my nails off waiting to find out what happens to Mr. Bates to care about a football game.
That being said, I do have some regrets about my choices yesterday.
Like the food choices.
Normally, I spend my Sundays, and especially Super Bowl Sunday, binge eating as many pizza bites as possible.
But I was so nervous about the goings on of my favorite Brits that I completely forgot to eat.
And now, here I sit....
Chewing on my non-existent nails
And watching Ellen re-runs.
Sophia Grace and Rosie just had tea with Justin Beiber and my only thought was.
I WANT THAT COOKIE SO BAD.
Aren't Mondays bad enough without having to talk yourself out of every.single.carb in your house???
That and "Don't these kids go to school...EVER?"
If hungry Leah sometimes morphs into cranky Leah.
Craving Leah morphs into something altogether Hyde-ish.
Is it me, or does Kelly Ripa talk too much?
Is it me, or is EVERYONE on Facebook totally annoying today?
Is it me, or is all places on all the internets against me?
So, if you happen to be confronted by Craving Leah today, I apologize.
And remember, I probably didn't mean it when I asked you to shut up about the amazing plays, Beyonce's incredible moves and your favorite commercials.
That's just the unsatisfied cravings talking.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Which, may I say, is now one of my favorite laundry detergents.
But, since I took practically the entire last year off from blogging, I was clueless.
I found this on Netflix the other day.
So many memories.
But I digress...as usual.
Apparently, sometime in the last year, Purex released Purex Baby Detergent.
Only, I was completely unaware that it was a new release, possibly because I was having a baby at the time....
And at some point after that, Walgreens had a sale on my favorite detergent, and I was lucky enough to get my hands on a bottle of Purex baby for the silly price of 2.99.
I was "like totally buggin'"
First of all, let me ask you, how do you rank your laundry detergent?
How do you determine what your favorite is?
I guess overall, I am pretty lenient when it comes to laundry detergents.
Mostly, I just want them to get the clothes clean.
And let me tell you, when Baby Girl was still in her infancy, back when we were going through the same 4 outfits every day and we had about 25 bibs and burp cloths in the house...getting clothes clean was CRITICAL.
Needless to say, I was doing laundry every other day, at least.
Thank God for those burp cloths....
Anyway, that being said, have you ever tried to clean crusted on milk out of a bib?
Or a burp cloth?
Especially one that you have misplaced for about a week?
Or a month.
It would probably be more accurate to talk about trying to clean furry milk out of a bib, because after a week, there is nothing crusty about the set-in stain....
Oh, no, after a week, the thing has taken roots and decided to build itself a full force bacteria tree to reside in.
That may or may not have been the sound of me gagging.
My point being, that I have tried washing that kind of thing with my old detergent, and let me tell you - it didn't do the job.
I threw away more than one furry bib.
But that was never the case with Purex baby.
Now, admittedly, I did pre-soak them, but they all came clean.
And the scent???
You know how sometimes the free and clear laundry detergent leaves your clothes smelling like the inside of your dryer?
Well, this stuff smells like heaven.
And the top of a newborn's head.
Which is basically the same thing, so you get the picture.
It smells good.
And at half the price of some other baby detergents out there!
Or in this case a quarter of the price!
What I'm trying to say is if you have babies and you haven't tried Purex baby, you should.
It is in NO WAY a waste of your time or money.
And that's coming from someone who has gagged over my share of furry bibs.
I'm wagering there has been/will be a furry bib in your life one day....
And you'll be happy to know that Purex Baby will be there to hold your hand.
Post-script: I was in no way compensated for this post. I didn't even get a bottle of the stuff to try this time around. I just want you to know that you don't have to spend fortunes on baby laundry detergent to get the job done. Really, you are so lucky to have me in your life...really.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
You know what they say about assuming....
And I'd never want to do that....
So, if you haven't, go ahead. Click on over. I'll wait.
And try to be impressed, despite the misalignment.
I haven't had much patience with my blog this week.
And apparently posting straight from the site I used to design the mood board, really screwed up the alignment, and I haven't had time to straighten it out.
Pun totally intended.
But for those of you who are wondering how I did that, let me tell you.
It's super easy.
I've used it on and off for a few years, but a few weeks/months ago when one of my favorite bloggers posted a 4 part tutorial series on using Polyvore for mood boards, I knew I was going to be making my way back over.
And as soon as I had the chance, Little Man's room design happened.
And since I love to share the wealth, and I know you have been wringing your hands in wonder to know how to make your very own mood board, let me make this easy on the both of us.
I refuse to recreate the wheel.
And as much as I would LOVE to take credit for it, since I love nothing more than getting all the credit and all the acclaim, this is a big step....
Here is the link to House*Tweaking's 4 part tutorial on how to create mood boards using Polyvore.
I hope you learn as much from her posts as I have!
Now, get to it!!!
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
If it gets good reviews, I'm typically in.
So, when I first heard about Delirium, I knew it was a read I wanted in my hands.
On her website, Lauren Oliver has a tag line that says it all:
"Before Scientists found the cure, people thought love was a good thing."
And if that doesn't pull you in, well, then...
And then read it again.
Because IT IS THAT GOOOOOOD.
Here. Buy it here for your Kindle. And here for your Nook.
I want to talk about this book.
In graphic detail.
I want to talk about Hanna.
I want to talk about Lena.
And I want to talk about Alex.
Ok, so if you know anything about my taste in books, you know how much I LOVE dystopian fictions.
I love the general idea that freedom can overcome oppression.
And this is yet another book where that is the theme.
And it will blow your mind.
The fact that the world could be indoctrinated to believe that love is a disease - nay, THE GREATEST DISEASE - is absurd.... Appalling, even.
And yet, Oliver rationalizes it in these books in a way that makes you second guess yourself.
But at your core, is the knowledge that robbing someone of the the freedom to love with complete justification is simply...disturbing.
And automatically makes you want to fight for Lena and Hana and any/all future generations.
I automatically felt a kinship with the characters.
Felt drawn to them.
Felt compassion for their plights and sympathetic to their fights.
And the fact that I fell in literary love with Alex "at first sight" is pretty much undeniable.
Have you started reading it yet?
I will warn you, you will have your heart broken.
And then put back together, and then broken - lather, rinse, repeat.
This is another book that is well worth your time.
And, as is the thing these days, it is one of a series of books.
And the second book - Pandemonium is every bit as good.
I personally liked Pandemonium better than Delirium.
The story is much more intense, even if it is a little harder to follow.
Book 3 is scheduled to hit the shelves sometime this spring. (please, please, please Ms. Oliver, hurry up. I am chewing my nails off to find out what happens to my favorite characters in book 3...don't make me wait too much longer, please????)
So, yeah, excellent books?
Now get to reading!!!
Post Script: If you have read these books and you haven't read the e-books Hana and Annabel, Don't miss them! Worth every penny!
Monday, January 28, 2013
This is one idea I threw together one night last week.
Do you know what is really frustrating?
When life throws a whole bunch of curve balls at you.
And then you lose track of the one thing you have been trying to do for a year.
Of course, that isn't this project...
Actually, this project is just pushing that one even further down the line.
But that's life.
As for this project, I'm not totally sold on it.
I don't like the creamy undertones with the white furniture.
Call me crazy, but that just erks me.
But there are elements I do love.
Like that pouf.
Does that pouf just have you at "Hello", or what?!
I mean, it reaches out and grabs your soul!
Like those Dementor things in Harry Potter.
Only if a Dementor was yellow and wearing a smile instead of black with a hollowed out face.
You get what I mean, right?
I mean, I could draw you a picture, but my artistic skills are....
Just think, Walmart smileyface.
It's way less complicated.
And already in your permanent memory bank.
You're smiling, aren't you?
You can thank me later.
Back to the idea board...how bout those vintage-y alphabet cards???
Wanna know a secret?
I actually ordered those MONTHS ago.
For educational purposes.
And then when they arrived, I changed my mind and decided they had to be wall art.
As soon as possible.
Possible still hasn't happened, yet.
But hopefully, getting to this stage means, I am closer.
Now I know you are all looking at the daybed and going, "Is that what she's going to make the poor kid sleep on?"
And just so you know, yes.
But I plan to do it a little more like Layla did over at Lettered Cottage.
But we'll see.... I'm guessing that a bookcase and a possible window seat may also end up in the picture, if I can convince Techy to let me use my big girl tools a little more.
And if not, well, what Daddy don't know won't hurt him, right?
Anyway, I would love to have some feedback on this, so feel free to let me know your thoughts, and for those who will/may ask, below you will find a breakdown of all the items and the stores they are from.