Egged on by Ozarque and Selphiras, I gave up all thoughts of frogging the back of my sweater and started in on the ribbing. I actually did so last night while I should have been at choir practice.
This is not because I decided to skip choir practice. I had come home from work — where I left about eight things half-done because all of them were of such a level of urgency that they had to be begun all at once — and made a shepherd’s pie and helped #2 son with his summer assignment (for which you may read “bullied him into starting it, even though none of his friends has yet done so”). Then I settled down with my knitting and the crossword.
“What day is it?” That’s me, four minutes later, in an alarmed tone of voice. “Is it Wednesday? What time is it?”
I had missed choir practice. I also missed Book Club this week.
It is because I had the month of June without any weekends, and then four days off, and will work on this Saturday as well, so I no longer have any idea what day it is.
For this sixth week of the Summer Reading Challenge, I began with A Midsummer Night’s Scream, a rather poor mystery which I would not recommend to you even for summer. I am finishing today with Miss Mapp, the second book in E.F. Benson’s Lucia series. Lucia does not appear in this book at all, but it sets the scene for the occasion when Lucia and Georgie move to Tilling.
Yesterday at the gym I read an excerpt from The Omnivore’s Dilemma, which was quite fascinating, and is by the author of the excellent Botany of Desire. I am now plotting how to get my hands on it, though I am hesitating because it is still in hardcover. In general, I wait for paper. But will a book which appears to be about Nazi scientists and corn ever make it into paper? Will it be like The Da Vinci Code, which I didn’t get to read until after everyone else in the world had done so?
I may have to break down and go to the library.
Bbmills asked her readers for a list of five xangans worth reading. I had to think about this, because a) she had already listed some of my choices and b) I don’t think of xanga in those terms. For example, Leonidas is worth reading because he is interesting and informative.
But there are a number of xangas that I read because I know the people, or I take a motherly interest in them after having met them here at xanga or at their school, and I want to know how they’re doing. That is sort of like asking for a list of people worth talking to on the phone. There are a few people to whom I will talk on the phone (and you know I hate the phone) because they are entertaining, but mostly I call people for communicative purposes, not for the sake of being an appreciative audience to them.
This is not true, for me at least, of other blogs. I have a list of blogs which I read because they are better than the columnists in my local paper, such as Granny, or because they are a good source of knitting inspiration, but none outside of xanga on whom I drop in just because I’m fond of them. Xanga is, for me, a community.
So I think I will not take up bbmills’s challenge.