Bundled up at the Olympic Trials last weekend
I can’t believe January is 2/3 over already. It feels like I was just in Charlotte for Christmas! I didn’t have any real plans for this weekend so I ended up spending most of it so far on the couch with my Kindle reading The Hunger Games. I know, I am apparently the last person on earth to read it. At least that’s the impression I got when I mentioned this on Thursday night at book club, and everyone looked at me in shock and said “you haven’t read that yet??”
I told them they weren’t allowed to talk about it, since I didn’t want them to accidentally reveal any key plot points.
“I read the first 2 chapters last night,” I said, “which basically laid out what I already knew about the story.”
“How did you stop reading after only 2 chapters??” said Alicia.
Anyway. I finished the first book yesterday and immediately started the second. I’ve borrowed the first two from the Amazon lending library, but I can’t borrow another until February 1 — and let’s be honest, if I read the second book at even half the rate I tore through the first one, February 1 is not soon enough! Oh, first world problems.
So what else is new? I got a crock pot for Christmas and last weekend we gave it a spin for the first time. We made pot roast which turned out really, really well. Now I’m ready to slow cook all kinds of stuff. Pulled pork! Beans! Taco chicken! Other crazy things!
I bought myself this little CD case calendar from Paper Source to put on my desk at work. Each month is blank, so you’re supposed to decorate it yourself — but mine sat blank for the first 2/3 of the month because I couldn’t decide what I wanted to draw. You’d be amazed how many times this happens. I consider myself a pretty creative person, but I’m also a perfectionist. I don’t think those two things always go together very well. I want to draw something or make something, but I’m afraid it won’t be perfect, so I don’t do it.
Finally, on Friday afternoon as I listened to an online training class, I just started doodling with the pens I had available at my desk. And you know what? It didn’t even turn out too bad. I should do that more often.
Nujoud says
I missed book club, but you aren’t the last person to read Hunger Games, I am now.