Thursday, January 16, 2014

2014 Book List


(1) Kill Alex Cross . . . James Patterson 
I start reading these and can't put them down and then I finish them and I can't remember what the book was about.  Silly.  I have terrible reading retention. 

(2) Predator . . . Patricia Cornwell 
I used to love Patricia Cornwell but kinda became bored with the re-explanations of everything in every new book.  Same thing here.  The book was disturbing to read, as I'm sue it was to write.  Benton seems like a sexy catch and Kay seems unbelievably uptight, but I think I'd love for her to cook for me. 

Sentence Per Day . . .

January 9th.   On my way to my first diagnostic mammogram and I just about have myself diagnosed with every breast disorder possible.
January 10th.  I went to the mall today and bought a new pair of overpriced jeans but I'm justifying every penny spent since I've worn holes in the crotch of my very favorite pair.  (Two sentence rule breaker) I'm seeing a real doctor today because I've been having awful chest pain.
January 11th.  I think it's not a normal Saturday at all when someone has a scheduled something-or-nother from 0730 to 12, 1130 to 1230 and 1400 to 1600!
January 12th.  It's a big sporting day for our family with the first volleyball tournament of the year AND Middle's first Level 8 meet.
January 13th.  Big's team went undefeated and WON the power tournament, while Middle finished 3rd on floor, 1st of bars AND floor and 3rd all around!
January 14th.  My heart sunk when the lady from the Women's Imaging Center called and said these words, "The radiologist sees something on your scans that he'd like to take a closer look at . . . do you think you can come in today?"
January 15th.  I've been officially re-mammogrammed and have stood on my head six ways til Sunday all whilst by boobie was smushed between two plexi plates and I stood topless in a room with a 400 pound German woman named Helga.
January 16th.  Today was the best day of 2014 so far and I am so very grateful to my dear, dear friend, M, for the lovely day and fabulous time together.

Wednesday, January 08, 2014

ONE SENTENCE PER DAY JOURNALING


HEARD OF IT? 
I'M TRYING IT IN 2014 . . . . 
BUT GETTING THE SENTENCE INTO BLOG FORM EVERY DAY HAS ALREADY PROVEN TO BE A CHALLENGE, SO I'M PLANNING TO POST THEM IN CLUMPS . . . . 

HERE IS THE FIRST SET, WHICH I'VE KEPT SCRIBBLED ON STICKY NOTES AND NAPKINS AROUND THE HOUSE, IN POCKETS AND IN MY PURSE. 

JANUARY 1 -- WORKING A TWELVE HOUR DAY SUCKS. 
JANUARY 2 -- LITTLE SAID, "IF I EVER HAVE A SON,  I'M NAMING HIM NIGEL." 
JANUARY 3 -- IT'S PERFECT JUST LIKE THAT . . . WITH PRETTY PAPER, A NICE RIBBON AND VERY THOUGHTFUL CONTENTS -- DON'T CHANGE A THING.
JANUARY 4 -- PRACTICE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE EASY; IF YOU CAN MAKE IT THROUGH PRACTICE THEN ANY MEET IS A CAKE WALK. 
JANUARY 5 -- THREE MORE DAYS UNTIL SCHOOL STARTS, AND I'M GLAD . . BECAUSE I NEED TO MOP THE STINKIN' FLOOR. 
JANUARY 6 -- I NEED TO GATHER UP ALL THESE LITTLE LISTS AND MAKE A MASTER LIST. 
JANUARY 7 -- I'M NOT QUITE SURE EXACTLY WHERE TO START. 
JANUARY 8 -- I LIKE TEA  . . ICED, HOT, GREEN, BLACK . .  I LIKE TEA . . BUT IT SURE MAKES ME HAVE TO PEE. 

2013 BOOK LIST -

THE END,
I THINK . . .

THE ARRANGEMENT . . . I READ THE BOX SET.  INTERESTING.
THE HUSBAND'S SECRET . . . . I KEPT READING TO FIND OUT WHAT THE SECRET WAS.  PRETTY GOOD.  I LIKE THAT AUTHOR .  . .

AND NOW I'M ON TO 2014 . . .

Buddah Was Smart

Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.

Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.
There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills.
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
The whole secret of existence is to have no fear. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one. Only the moment you reject all help are you freed.
Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.