Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Give a Hoot Read a Book
My fabulous husband found this for me and I think it's great! I want to order some for my library! Speaking of giving a hoot and reading a book, I am love, love, loving Ranger's Apprentice and I don't normally love fantasy. The writing is clever without pandering to its audience and the world he creates is realistic yet mysterious. Flanagan's word choice and use of language is spot on and I think it's great how much students want to read it and subsequent books in the series. This is the book I'm currently listening to, so you can imagine how much I'm enjoying my commute now and if gas weren't so expensive, I might find myself making some unexpected trips throughout the day just to listen to more. Can't wait to hear Flanagan in person in November!
Now a note about my fabulous husband and an illustration of how truly wonderful he is as demonstrated with a story about our morning. We wake up at our usual time, only now it's even darker in the morning and the bed is too comfortable, but alas duty calls. As I'm getting ready to leave, on time for once, I go into my 4yo's room to kiss him goodbye when the wave of smell hits me - pee, saturated pungent pee and it's bad. So I take my son's pjs off of him while he is dead asleep, I lay out a mattress pad on his couch, transfer him to the couch, cover him up with his Hello Kitty blanket, start to strip the bed, but then go to the kitchen to tell my husband that he'll have to give our son a shower and throw the sheets into the wash. As usual, my handsome husband has made me breakfast and coffee to take on my commute. I'm gathering up all my items: purse, 64oz water bottle, my lunch bag and separate container which didn't fit into my bag, two books, my laptop bag, and my coffee mug. Quite a lot and as my husband pointed out the books should go in my bag, but it was a little too late because as I was heading to the door my books started to slip and then there went the coffee all over the kitchen floor. After a moment of stunned silence, my husband proclaimed, "Go hon, you have to go, you'll be late. I got this." What a guy and I felt terribly leaving him with such a 'wet' house.
One last bit of this story must be told, particularly since I shared it on Lisa and Laura's blog: http://lisa-laura.blogspot.com/2011/09/tell-truth-tuesday_20.html. Despite feeling badly about leaving my husband with such a disaster, mostly of my making, truth be told...
I was really bummed about not having my coffee! And with that I can happily say that Tuesday is over! I'm not a big fan of Tuesdays, but it looks like the day will end better than it started. Later all!