Ninety books in 2016

I’ve never kept track of the books I’ve read, but last year I decided to, just because I was curious just how many books I read in a typical year. Well, that kind of backfired because by keeping a list, I made myself read more.

I assumed it was around 100 books a year, and I wasn’t too far off. By New Year’s Eve, I’d finished 90. I’ll bet my actual yearly average is closer to 75.

 

What were some standouts? In order of when I read them, though I should warn you that I don’t remember the ones from the beginning of the year so much. So don’t ask why I liked the first third of the list.

Also, I was going to link to all of these on Amazon, but man, I’m kind of lazy. I really need to use GoodReads instead this year.

  1. Kitchens of the Great Midwest – I don’t remember why I liked it, I just remember that I did.
  2. A Homemade Life – I love food memoirs. This one by Molly Wizenberg is great, in the manner of Ruth Reichl’s Tender at the Bone, which I could read over and over again. Also you need to start listening to her podcast, Spilled Milk.
  3. Delancey – see above
  4. The Improbability of Love – I also can’t remember exactly why I loved this one, but I do remember looking at the author’s other books afterwards, so I must’ve liked it a lot.
  5. The Lake House – I really enjoyed the twist at the end of this one. You may notice I read several books by Kate Morton after this. I basically plowed through her catalog, but with diminishing returns. Some of them were kind of heavy, and they all seemed to have some kind of twist. And a twist isn’t really a twist if you’re looking for it.
  6. Eleanor and Park – A reread. I absolutely adore this book. I wasn’t sure if I could count rereads, but Elizabeth assured me it’s okay.
  7. Orphan Train – You know, just a good read. (In other words, I don’t remember it very much.)
  8. The Shift – A really interesting nonfiction book about one single shift in the life of a nurse. Neat to read. Also exhausting. Nurses FTW!
  9. Ready Player One – A cool sci-fi book about Virtual Reality.
  10. I’ll Give You the Sun – This is a YA book that Megan recommended. It was kind of weird, but I totally fell in love with it.
  11. The Nest – I enjoyed this. It was the hot book earlier this year.
  12. Eligible – Loved this retelling of Pride and Prejudice by Curtis Sittenfeld. I read a bunch of her books this year.
  13. The Very Picture of You – I have a thing about popular British fiction (I’m avoiding saying chick lit.) It’s very comforting and appeals to the Anglophile in me. I know it’s not great literature. And I’m not going to apologize for it. But you can tell I’m feeling defensive, eh? I need to get over it.
  14. The One You Really Want – See #13.
  15. Wild Designs – See #13
  16. Lab Girl – A lovely memoir about a female scientist. You’ll learn a lot about trees.
  17. The City of Mirrors – The third book in The Passage trilogy and by far my favorite.
  18. Pillow Talk – See #13
  19. American Wife – I was in love with this book, and then about 75% into it, I realized it was a loosely fictionalized version of Laura Bush. I felt kind of foolish, but I still liked it a lot.
  20. A Place for Us – See #13
  21. The Nightingale – I’m not a big history buff, but this was a really interesting story that took place during WWII. I learned a lot about what happened in France. And I sobbed like a damn baby at the end.
  22. Harry Potter and the Cursed ChildWell of course.
  23. Truly Madly Guilty – Another reliably good Liane Moriarty book.
  24. Sushi for Beginners – See #13 (another re-read. I love Marian Keyes.)
  25. The Girl with the Lower Back Tattoo – Actually an audio book. Does that count? Well, I’m convinced it was 1000x more enjoyable to hear Amy Schumer read it to me anyway. Plus, my library only had the audiobook. Annoying.
  26. Who Do You Love – I got into a Jennifer Weiner kick after re-reading some of her older stuff. I liked this one.
  27. The Light Between Oceans – I was told I was going to sob at this one, but I didn’t. Which is good because I thought the ending was going to be devastatingly sad, but it was okay. Whew. I tried to watch the movie on the plane but I just couldn’t get into it, though. Also I didn’t really want to watch this story.
  28. Brooklyn – Now I want to watch the movie.
  29. Hungry Heart – Essays by Jennifer Weiner. I like her.
  30. Paris for One – Short stories by Jojo Moyes. A quick read. I love her books.
  31. Before the Fall – I read this before we flew home from England. It’s about a plane crash. But, you know, a small plane crash, so that’s okay.

Well look at that. I must love you after all. I added links to Amazon. And I don’t even get referral fees for that. So you are very welcome.

Some more notes:

  • Back in July, I wrote this post about books I’d enjoyed over the course of the first half of the year. There are more books listed there.
  • I don’t think I bought any of these books. Maybe one or two. Yay for our library having ebook lending!

What were your favorite books that you read in 2016? Obviously, lots of my books were written before 2016, so feel free to recommend older stuff.

 

Beyond giddy!

Ever since I read Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, I’ve been obsessed with seeing the play while we’re in London. Considering the entire run through 2017 sold out in like four seconds, I wasn’t super optimistic about getting a ticket. Also, it meant asking George to entertain the boys while I spent six hours over the course of two evenings seeing this play. (All I can say is, the boys are going to be very familiar with pubs by the time the play is over.)

I’ve basically been checking the ticketing websites constantly for the past few months. You’d see tickets come available for other dates, but never the week we’ll be there. But today, while on a call at work (TOTALLY PAYING ATTENTION), I idly checked the site and THERE IT WAS! There was an available ticket! And it wasn’t even at the £200 level (which I was perfectly happy to pay for this experience) but at the £40 level! Yes, it means I’ll be sitting in the second to last row, way up in the balcony but WHO CARES?

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So I click on it, hand shaking, a bit hysterical (and by now my coworkers know what’s going on, mostly due to the ear-splitting shriek I let out) and it’s suddenly NOT AVAILABLE.

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So I click back and try again AND THERE IT IS!

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But then my browser just freezes. Nothing will click. I close all the other tabs and somehow it starts working again and I’m able to get my ticket and pay for it and now it’s MINE ALL MINE!

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EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

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(And a special thanks to my husband for letting me take this much time away from everyone to see the play.)

Full color ink

It’s unlike me to not blog about this right away, but last month when we were at the Grand Meetup, I got tattooed again. Sorta.

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You might recognize the three bunnies from my post two years ago.

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Decided to gussy ’em up a bit. I had been thinking about color for a while, but couldn’t decide what to do. I didn’t want to just color each bunny in with the boys’ colors (I actually did it with sharpies once and it just looked blah and weird.)

When our company trip to Whistler was being planned, a group of us again talked about getting tattoos. I was looking at the tattoo shop’s website and was immediately drawn to one artist’s style. She did these gorgeous watercolor tattoos and I knew that’s what I wanted. Color that was messy and swirly and unique. (Like triplets? Okay, maybe trying too hard there.)

When the day came, we picked out some colors and she went to town. OH MY GOD it hurt. It hurt for weeks, actually. And the healing process was not pretty. Oh boy. But now, just over a month later, it’s finally ready for its unveiling.

The bunnies are green, blue, and red. The blue and the green are fairly close. I might go back to Auberon next year (if we end up back at Whistler) and have her touch up the colors to make them more contrasty, but I’m not that bothered. The only thing that bothers me is that not long after I did this, the boys changed their hair colors. Oh well, the tattoo is here to stay!

 

The flooding in Baton Rouge

It’s hard to happily blog about stuff like our vacation and the first day of school, just ignoring the fact that 90 miles away, the world is upside down. It’s surreal and heartbreaking and too much like Katrina, minus the news coverage.

My family (as far as I know) has escaped flooding. But I’m seeing reports of friends with multiple feet of water in their house. Gutting up to the water line, fast, to avoid mold. Just like after Katrina. (At least this time people can get sooner, so their homes aren’t sitting in the wet heat, untouched.)

It’s bizarre to see the areas I’m so familiar with under water. O’Neal Lane. Denham Springs. Sherwood Forest Blvd.

I am at a loss as how to help. The options are overwhelming, and I’m not sure if we should just donate money or go buy diapers and formula or take a day off work to go to Baton Rouge and help a friend gut a house or what? All of the above? There are plenty of resources listed here, so I’ll figure something out.

In the meantime, to show how bad it really is, some photos and videos from social media…

15 years of blogging!

Well, 15 years and a few weeks.

I started it because I wanted to document that I was training for a marathon.

July 10, 2001

“…one day, driving back from the beach, I told Kristina I might want to try to run the London Marathon. The next day, I decided to do it.”

The first year or so of posts were written in monthly HTML documents that I would update and re-upload to my site. From what I can tell, I didn’t buy the domain pyjammy.com until March 2002, so I don’t remember where I hosted it before that. Maybe Geocities. Or Earthlink. Or Prodigy. Ha ha ha! No, seriously.

Anyway, here’s what it looked like in 2002:

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Yeah, I had a splash page. Which was this huge graphic with mapped links. Soooo 2002.

At some point, I moved it to Blogger, I think. And then finally in 2008 I moved it to WordPress.com. The very same company I now work for! It was self-hosted for a while, and then in 2014 I moved it back here to WordPress.com, where it shall live forever.

This post will be the 3,619th post, which works out to 241 posts a year. Not too shabby!

On to the next 15!

January 13, 2016 {awkward selfie}


Chopped a bunch of my hair off today.

Downright embarrassing how many tries it took to get this photo. But as is the way with new haircuts, it will never look this good again, so it must be documented.

Now you’re thinking, wait, that’s good? Maybe I should have used the “still in the salon at the front paying” picture instead.

I mean, the second has the benefit of the curls still being there, but my roots are a touch more obvious. Oh, and also you don’t get that “reflection of your hand holding your phone in the lenses” issue with sunglasses. But the lighting is nicer in the top one.

Well, whatever. There you go. Two for the price of one today.

The 90s #tbt

In a few weeks, the New Orleans Moms Blog is throwing the annual Moms Night Out. It’s really fun, and this year’s theme is “90s Prom.”

As one of the organizers, I’ll be wearing a t-shirt, not a prom dress, but I’m making my outfit as authentically 90s as possible. Well, early 90s. High school.

But I’m somewhat pleased to see that my 90s style wasn’t all that bad. I mean, it could have been much worse.

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Well, okay, I did have “the Rachel.” This is my first college apartment, 1994.

But other than that, I mean, okay, cut off jean shorts were a constant.

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and Birkenstocks!

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Sure, there was that ill-advised perm in 1993, but I learned my lesson.

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But can you blame me? Obviously I could rock a perm, as evidenced by the bottom row of pics:

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By the time the late 90s rolled around, we were living in London, my hair was long and straight (thank you, English dry air) and probably my glasses were the worst thing about me. Or those ubiquitous black slides. Hmm.

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Well. I hope you enjoyed this short trip down memory lane. Just wait til you see my outfit for Mom’s Night Out!

 

Another Keswick walk: to Castlerigg stone circle

IMG_2349Another day, another breakfast, another walk. We ended up spending the day between our two big walks in the town of Cockermouth, where we went on a brewery tour and visited a few pubs (shocker.) For breakfast, I chose the slightly less hearty meal of yogurt and granola, plus scrambled eggs with salmon. Good choice.

But on Sunday, we were ready to tackle another one. This time, in keeping with our theme of “walks with Castle in the name,” we decided to take a walk that encompassed the Castlerigg stone circle. It wasn’t so much that I wanted to see this stone circle, but it started right near our B&B, and the distance was manageable (about 4 miles.)

Well, not to give away the ending, but it was exquisite.

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Signs

Note: This is the first in a long series of posts about our trip to England. So be prepared.

It seems that houses in England (outside of London, at least – I never noticed this in the city) have names. And on the outside of almost every house is a sign with the name. I don’t know exactly what purpose this serves – are they useful? Part of the address? Or just a quaint tradition? Either way, I couldn’t help taking photos when I could. These are all from houses in and around Keswick.