Come off it perverts! I’m talking about the weather here. It’s raining and grey, and normally I would say perfect reading weather but I have to get some shit done this weekend. Our house warming party is two weeks away as of today and we still have a lot of unpacking to do. On top of that, I’m in a bit of a funk. My husband wants to throw on another bill that we can’t afford right now but I hate being THAT wife that says no to something that he’s passionate about. So I’m a bit ornery right now and have been thinking about things to try to put myself in a better mood and what is better than books?!
I’m slowly crawling my way through this one:
It’s not any fault of the book’s, in fact it just hit optimal interesting, but between work and stuff to do around the new house, reading has been put on the back burner. Saying that just feels icky. I’m hoping to hit the library this week and pick up a comic book or two to pad my reading for a summer reading program at the library that results in getting free stuff for reading. I’m running behind because I forgot about it altogether. The program started in the beginning of June and I didn’t remember until half way through July.
I’ve been storing up a lot of reading for this autumn. I’m trying to save all paranormal/horror stuff for October and stocking up on books for Science Fiction month in November. I had a lot of fun reading and reviewing all that stuff last year and then promptly burned myself out on those genres for the majority of the year. I’m feeling the itch again finally and now just have to hold out a couple more months.
As most of you are well aware, last night was the premiere of season 7 of Game of Thrones. That’s pretty much a holiday in this house and we celebrated with a GoT themed beer that we bought 6 months ago.
Name: Valar Dohaeris
Brewing Company: Brewery Ommegang
Location of Company: Cooperstown, NY
Style: Belgian Triple Ale
Rating: 3 out of 5
Description: Aged 6 months for the premiere. Super strong Belgian. Can’t tell it’s a triple.
I’ve been nominated by the super lovely Frankie Lovely (see what I did there?) for the Liebster Award. She’s an awesome book blogger so if you need another place for book suggestions, I highly recommend you check her out. ^.^
What is the Liebster Award?
“Liebster” is a German word meaning beloved, dearest, sweetheart, or darling.
For bloggers, the Liebster Award is an online recognition given by other bloggers to new bloggers for enjoying or appreciating their work. It highlights up and coming blogs.
Once nominated, a blogger is asked to answer 11 questions provided by the nominating blogger. They are then expected to nominate 11 other favorite new bloggers and come up with a list of 11 new questions for those nominees.
Acknowledge the blog who nominated you and display the award.
You think I would have learned my lesson and read all of the directions before dedicating myself to a specific recipe. But I didn’t. The night before making this for my husband’s birthday I realized that it required a GIANT muffin pan. I just have regular sized and of course the store I stopped by on the way home ON his birthday, didn’t have any giant ones either. So, I risked it and made it in a regular cake pan. It turned out well, perhaps a little thinner than most upside down cakes but the taste was spot on and the husband was pleased.
(Note: I did not taste it myself as I hate pineapple.)
Technically it’s only been 1 year since I brought this blog back to life and you nice ladies and fellows have jumped on board somewhere along the way. Originally, I began this as a way to bitch about the things in life that pissed me off anonymously. I probably did about a dozen posts before completely forgetting about my little endeavor. Four years later I matured. As in, I don’t care to be anonymous about my bitching and expanded my blogging interests. So thanks for hanging out and chatting whether it be about books, beer, baking or adorable animals for the past year. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the amazing blogs I’ve found along the way as well and the swell characters I’ve met and befriended. You’re all amazing and make the internet oh so interesting!
“I hope he comes back full of devils and they eat his heart.”
Where to begin? I hate trash talking an author I consider an auto buy but this one just didn’t quite do it for me. It was enjoyable but I felt sure that there would be a plot twist to surprise me at any moment, that there were red herrings galore and I would be dumbfounded when the truth was unveiled. These are things that I’ve come to expect from a Lawrence book. Turns out, things were pretty much exactly as they seemed.
I had a hard time believing that the older nuns were very deadly. They pretty easily overlooked an obvious villain in their midst. I had a hard time keeping their double names straight as well. I still don’t entirely understand why it’s necessary for them to have two names to begin with.
Can I complain that is wasn’t dark enough? Because it wasn’t, at least not for me. The ending didn’t quite quench my thirst either.
Okay enough bitching. There ARE reasons to read this. Despite my list of complaints, it’s still better than 90% of the garbage out there about girls in special assassin schools. The characters were great, their relationships interesting. They had good personal growth. I’m definitely interested in learning more about the world building in future books. I’m undecided if this is a distant Earth or another planet altogether. Just what kind of lives will our tiny assassins lead in the future? It was a good first installment but I’m hoping for a more fleshed out and coherent sequel.
“All that is given to you is choice: meet it with open eyes and peace in your heart, go gentle to your reward. Or burn bright, take up arms, and fight the bitch.”
Now that title might be a little misleading since I regularly post baking recipes but it is in fact in reference to America’s birthday. I recently bought my own slice of the American pie, and despite recent whining about annoying events, I couldn’t be happier. Every single night I can expect hundreds of lightening bugs to dance across my yard and into the cemetery field beyond, and to be dive bombed by very large bats. (I love bats.) I can race my dogs across said field and be left promptly in Samus’ dust, Ozzy and I huffing and puffing and staring at her in disbelief. (That dog is fucking fast!) We’ve had a fire and roasted corn on the cob followed by s’mores while watching fireworks bloom over the cemetery. I sit on our patio and read or drink coffee and just relax with the animals. There hasn’t been time to explore much of the new town yet (other than an amazing ice cream parlor) but that’s okay, because I like just sitting and enjoying my little quarter of an acre of America.
So Happy Birthday America! Your politics might be fucked but I’ll just tend to my little slice of the pie right now and worry about all that later. Today is a day for peaceful existing.