Category: Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts

Mar 30

Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts: March 30, 2016

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Happy Wednesday, Bookworms!

I have not fallen off the face of the planet, I promise. I’ve just had a busy week and weekend and I decided on more than one occasion that coloring would be a better use of my time than writing a blog post. These things happen sometimes. Anywho, since I’m in a random mishmash mood, I think it’s time we share some Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts, don’t you? (Thanks to Christine at Bookishly Boisterous for hosting!)

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FIRST: WordPress is annoyingly insistent on reformatting the way I write numbered lists and it’s driving me crazy, so I’m going to use ACTUAL WORDS instead of numbers to try to beat the computers. It’s like The Matrix up in here, you guys.

SECOND: Hamilton. I drank the Kool-Aid. I live tweeted my first listen. I laughed. I cried. Since the first listen, I’ve either been listening to it again OR had songs stuck in my head. I also have a giant crush on Daveed Diggs. How does one rap whilst maintaining a French accent?! HOW?! AND THEN sound COMPLETELY DIFFERENT to play Thomas Jefferson?! I am not sure if I’m going to read Ron Chernow’s book (although who are we kidding? I read Les Miserables as a direct result of the musical, so it’ll probably happen eventually…) but I keep hitting Wikipedia for extra historical tidbits.

THIRD: My birthday was last week. I turned 33. I stopped getting excited about birthdays a while ago. I mean, I don’t want to be a spoilsport, but instead of being an occasion where I can simply enjoy eating all the cake, birthdays now turn into this sort of melancholy “taking stock of life” sort of occasion for me. I blame my brain chemistry (and probably also my biological clock.) It turns out that it’s a pretty good thing that I had low/grumpy expectations, though, because Hubs came home from work violently ill on my birthday. Poor guy. After I cleaned up and put the man to bed, I just chilled out eating Doritos and watching Gilmore Girls. Fancy dinner out has been postponed (since his birthday and our dating anniversary are a mere 10 days after MY birthday, it’ll work out fine.) I’ll probably enjoy it more without the gray cloud of birthday melancholy hanging over my head anyway. But since I’m 33 and, uh, “Mellon Collie”…

FOURTH: I’ve been in some kind of reading slump lately, I’ll tell you what. I’ve powered through a few things but the only thing keeping me from DNF-ing some current reads is the fact that I’m not super stoked about anything I’ve got on deck to read. I’m sure it will resolve itself soon, these things usually do, but meh.

FIFTH: I renewed my library card yesterday! I had planned to hit the gym for a Body Pump class BUT a railroad track runs right through the gym’s parking lot. Not only did I have to wait for a train to chug through, but the darn thing STOPPED. On the tracks. Just like, blocking everything. Not a great design decision on the gym’s part certainly, but seriously, train? It doesn’t seem like there’s any sort of schedule. I waited for a few minutes and then gave up, remembered I needed to get my library card renewed and decided to eat Easter candy instead of exercising. I obviously make excellent decisions.

That’s been my week- what have YOU been up to, Bookworms?

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Mar 16

Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts: March 16, 2016

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Howdy Bookworms!

It’s time again for my disjointed thoughts on random things, otherwise known as Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts hosted, as always, by Christine at Bookishly Boisterous. Here are some of the things that have been floating around my head this week…

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1. Hubs recently uncovered one of my high school journals and has taken to doing dramatic readings of some of the more angsty passages. It’s not even flowery overwrought prose, it’s mostly histrionics of the soulless-ness of unnamed people. Obviously it was VERY SERIOUS despite the fact that I have absolutely no recollection as to what it was about. A boy? A fight with a friend? A teacher? I honestly have no idea. It’s like I vague-booked pre Facebook. It also reminds me that I’m intensely grateful that social media didn’t exist until I was (mostly) a grown up. I used to think I should keep all those journals for posterity, but right now I kind of just want to burn them all.

2. I’m going dress shopping this weekend because one of my besties is getting hitched. I take my Matron of Honor duties VERY SERIOUSLY… Mostly in that I promise not to complain that I’m going to be wearing a very bright shade of pink in this wedding. Speaking of bridesmaid dresses though, I cannot seem to get rid of mine. It’s not like I will ever have occasion (or desire) to wear them again, and yet I haven’t gotten rid of any of them. I’m guessing this will be the last wedding I’m asked to stand up in, so maybe I will be able to part with them once my bridesmaiding days are officially behind me. Or maybe I’ll just continue to let my closet be dominated by brightly colored satin.

3. I voted in the primaries on yesterday. My polling place was changed from where it’s been forever- I was given ample warning on this, so no worries. BUT. The new place is much further from my house. Boo. Also, they had no stickers! I heard the same thing last time I voted, at the old polling place. No stickers. They always say “yet” as though someone will be dropping them off later in the morning, but really? Dude, they’re stickers. Can those not arrive in advance with the rest of the polling stuff? Couldn’t the election judges bring them along? Does that strike anyone else as weird? Is my voting precinct not good enough for your stickers?! All kidding aside, I voted. Even though I have ZERO desire to engage in political discussions on the internet, I do care.

4. Tomorrow is St. Patrick’s Day. I put a reminder into my phone so I wouldn’t forget to wear green this year… Speaking of St. Patrick’s Day, last year I participated in Trish’s A Day In The Life event by logging the ins and outs of a random day and I plan to do so again this year. St. Patrick’s Day ended up being the day I logged last year so I’ll probably do that again, for comparison purposes. I imagine they will be shockingly similar, EXCEPT that this year I won’t have to go on an emergency green run. I hope. (Read last year’s post HERE if you’re interested.)

5. My thoughts tend to skew toward the not-so-bookish, don’t they? In bookish news, I’m juggling a trio of books. I’m working through The Walking Dead: Compendium Three in giant paper book form, reading The Summer Before the War by Helen Simonson on my Kindle, and listening to Shades of Grey by Jasper Fford. Oh crap. That reminds me. I need to renew my library card. It feels like I JUST did this… But it turns out that was two years ago. Goodness.

What’s been swirling around in your brains, Bookworms?

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Mar 09

Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts March 9, 2016

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Happy Wednesday, Bookworms!

Welcome to my latest installment of Bookish (and Not so Bookish) Thoughts hosted by Christine at Bookishly Boisterous. This post could also be entitled Verbal Diarrhea (and Random Stream of Consciousness) Thoughts From Katie, but it simply doesn’t have the same ring to it.

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1. While reading Whiskey Tango Foxtrot last week (review), I couldn’t help but find myself daydreaming about how lovely fields of poppies would be and how sad it was that such beauty caused such ugliness with Afghanistan’s drug trade. This, of course, made me think about the episode of Seinfeld where Elaine fails a drug test because of eating poppy seed bagels (or was it muffins?) Then I started wondering how poppy seeds can be innocuous when the plant is also capable of producing opium. I decided it would be a bad idea to google opium production, so I started daydreaming about how messy “everything” bagels can get. I realized that I didn’t know what a sesame plant was all about, because I only know the seeds. I googled that instead. It’s a flowering plant. The more you know.

2. My bosses are on vacation in the Galapagos Islands. They got to swim with Galapagos penguins, the most northerly penguin on the planet. I repeat: THEY GOT TO SWIM WITH PENGUINS. I’m torn between being super jealous because PENGUINS and realizing even if I had been there, I wouldn’t have swum with the penguins because swimming in water containing fish completely freaks me out. I’ll wade in natural bodies of water, but that’s about it. If I’m going to swim-swim, it’s in a chlorinated pool. I’m extremely indoorsy.

3. I’ve been listening to Watership Down on audio and I keep getting really freaking stressed about these ding dang bunnies! Now when I see rabbits in my yard I’m like “I don’t want to hurt you, bunny friend. Stay away from that awful white stray cat who is always skulking around!” But alas. I do not speak Lapine.

4. I keep seeing stories on Facebook about Jared Fogel having gained 30 pounds in the short time he’s been in prison and it’s pissing me off. I know, I know, irony. But can’t we focus on human trafficking or something? Because he’s in prison for visiting underage prostitutes and possession of child pornography. Fat shaming a guy who deserves to be shamed for, you know, BEING A PEDOPHILE is crap and it makes it seem OK to hate on the overweight. There is no correlation between weight and being a dirty bastard. It’s obvious the man is depressed (and let’s hope he’s depressed because he feels actual remorse and not just because he got caught) and turning to food for comfort. I, and millions of other people, also struggle with emotional eating. So, thanks, Facebook, for pointing out that I have something in common with a pedophile. Ya jerk.

So, Bookworms. Now that you know what’s been going on in my head, what’s been going on in yours?

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Mar 02

Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts March 2, 2016

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Howdy Bookworms!

Every so often I feel like being a pile of lazy and just filling you in on some of the random goings on in my life and general nonsense. I’ve put together a couple of these posts in the past only to have a giant EUREKA moment when trying to come up with a title for this post. This whole concept sounds exactly like the Bookish (And Not So Bookish) Thoughts meme that Christine of Bookishly Boisterous runs. So, we’re going to call this what it is and get on with the crazy… Maybe even weekly. Ooooh la la!

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  • I learned recently that my husband didn’t know that “sanitary napkin” was a synonym for maxi pad. I started laughing really, really hard when he told me that this new found knowledge “explained some looks” he’d gotten. (For the record, he thought “sanitary napkins” were those folded paper towels often found in public restrooms.)
  • It turns out my brother-in-law does a really hilarious impression of Glenn from SuperstoreOh you’re not watching Superstore? Well. Change that right now. Binge on Season 1, then come back and thank me. It filled the hole in my heart left by The Office. And it was just renewed for a second season!
  • We have a lot of St. Patrick’s Day decorations for a couple who aren’t really all that Irish. Like… Hubs is maaaaaaaaybe a quarter Irish (it’s all a bit murky but he owes most of his genome to Slovakia) and according to my mom’s family tree thing I’m like 1/32 Irish. So basically not at all; I’m a complete impostor. Partially Irish by marriage alone. However. Our last name is Kelly, and green is my favorite color, so I feel it’s completely justified. Don’t even pretend you don’t like the look of Shamrocks.
  • I am not good at eating healthfully. I mean, I want to, obviously, but I also really want to eat Doritos.
  • It’s pretty unusual for me to do this, but I managed to load myself up with review copies to read this month. I’m trying not to stress about it because, well, why? It’s not like I can get fired from an unpaid blogging gig. It’s more that I have a people pleasing complex, which is super annoying.
  • I just blew a raspberry at the TV weather man for displeasing me. It’s a good thing he can’t see me. Unless he secretly CAN see me and is ALSO controlling the weather just to spite me for being so disrespectful to his weather authority…

What’s going on inside your brains today, Bookworms?

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