Saturday, May 18, 2019

If its not one thing...

I've had computer problems, on-going air conditioning issues despite spending a small fortune to resolve them, I'm tired and the news of the day does nothing to lighten spirits. I'll be back when things calm down a bit here. I hope all of you are well.

Monday, April 22, 2019

Finally peaceful...

This Monday bears no resemblance to the last. It has been peaceful, the weather has been great and I had a lovely time with friends at their second night of Passover seder on Saturday. The meal was wonderful and the re-telling of the Passover story was both abbreviated enough so nothing got cold and entertaining due to the presence of teens, one of whom showed herself to be a tough negotiator when she had to release the final piece of hidden matzah at the conclusion of the meal.

As for me, the only plans I have this week involve enjoying some outdoor time before a sweltering summer arrives.  The bills, correspondence and laundry have all been done, the tax preparer paid and cat food ordered. I may make a trip to the library this week though since more and more services are available online, that may not be necessary.

As a confirmed and lifelong bibliophile, I sometimes suffer library withdrawal, especially since I now read primarily via a Kindle. The nice thing about that is that many books from the library can be downloaded, and when read within their borrowing period, disappear without a trace. 

When I was a kid, one of the first things my mother did was instill the habit of keeping all of our library books in one place to avoid loss, damage or overdue fines. I quickly learned that stashing mine beneath my bed wasn't always the best idea if the resident feline was in the mood for batting, chewing or tearing. After one incident, and a rather tearful explanation to a skeptical librarian from me, my mother ordered a new book, waited weeks for it to arrive and threatened me with bodily harm if I didn't learn to keep any books off the floor.

I also miss the heft of a book in one's hand and the smell of the stacks...What about you, dear readers?