January 16, 2009
The undertone to the week has been howling wind. I have figured out just how many windows in the house have drafts. I made the mistake of getting my car washed on Wednesday, thus ensuring that it snowed on Thursday. I also learned where to add windshield wiper fluid in the car and am very very grateful to the guys in the parking garage who saved me from adding it to the brake fluid, which is where I was headed with that gallon container. It was humorous the way they snatched it away from me and delegated me to holding the cap while they poured.
Which of the following just released and upcoming titles are you most looking forward to reading? Check as many as apply.
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January 9, 2009
Each holiday I do a huge holiday shopping trip at the grocery store. Each year I buy a carton of eggnog. Three of the last four years I have forgotten to open it. The last day of vacation when I was rummaging through the fridge at the beach house rental hoping to pull a meal together without again going to the store, I saw the carton there on a bottom shelf. It was Southern Comfort eggnog, by the way, which somehow in the store sounded a lot better than the other brands, though I am sure there was no liquor inside. I poured myself a glass and made notes for this newsletter, which is a holiday wrap-up. I just might make this a tradition. Of course I am trying not to think about the calories in eggnog. By the time the carton was done, I was into Friday's calories on Monday!
What is your reading resolution for 2009?
January 9, 2009
Editorial Content for Shelter Me
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Promo
In the tradition of Marisa de los Santos and Anne Tyler comes a moving debut about a young mother's year of heartbreak, loss and forgiveness...and help that arrives from unexpected sources.
About the Book
In the tradition of Marisa de los Santos and Anne Tyler comes a moving debut about a young mother's year of heartbreak, loss and forgiveness...and help that arrives from unexpected sources.
Four months after her husband's death, Janie LaMarche remains undone by grief and anger. Her mourning is disrupted, however, by the unexpected arrival of a builder with a contract to add a porch onto her house. Stunned, Janie realizes the porch was meant to be a surprise from her husband --- now his last gift to her.
As she reluctantly allows construction to begin, Janie clings to the familiar outposts of her sorrow --- mothering her two small children with fierce protectiveness, avoiding friends and family, and stewing in a rage she can't release. Yet Janie's self-imposed isolation is breached by a cast of unlikely interventionists: her chattering, ipecac-toting aunt; her bossy, over-manicured neighbor; her muffin-bearing cousin; and even Tug, the contractor with a private grief all his own.
As the porch takes shape, Janie discovers that the unknowable terrain of the future is best navigated with the help of others --- even those we least expect to call on, much less learn to love.
SHELTER ME © Copyright 2011 by Juliette Fay. Reprinted with permission by Avon A. All rights reserved.
December 19, 2008
It is shocking, but I finally have come to accept that there only are so many hours in a day/week/year, and how you divide them up does not mean you have more of them. Thus, while the holiday cards are mailed (truly a feat), the presents are not wrapped, and I truly fear looking at my list twice since I think there is someone I am forgetting. I have been so busy that I am running my life in 24-hour increments focusing on what I need to do in 24 hours and not projecting much beyond that. It seems to be working since I am not experiencing holiday meltdown.
